Left of west and coming in a hurry with the Furies

Víðarr · 08-29-2023, 03:44 AM

Víðarr rounds the last corner, his heart pounding in his chest. With the way the mountain moved, seemingly come to life, he's unsure if it will be safe down here much longer. The ceiling was getting lower in places, too. The viking king was much too large for such cramped spaces, for such confinement. He would not leave this dank pit without his daughter. He would not leave without her. Víðarr refuses, and he refuses to fall for the tricks laid before him. With the dropping of a spider onto his shoulder from the damp wall of the mine, the shadow knows at once who's responsible. The trickster god himself was present among them.

He comes quickly around the corner, seeing the child with her bared teeth, her defensive posture. "It is me, little lamb. We need to get out of here." The words are spoken gently, giving the girl her space. Knowing how frayed his own nerves were, the viking king can only imagine how overwhelming things would be for her. His gaze held steadily on Morganna, stance as reassuring as he could manage. They needed to go.

"Speech"

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