Manhunt

Baldur stared back at Skoll with just about as much shock. What did he mean he'd seen her recently? The young male flinched visibly. He didn't want to hear this, he didn't want to hear how she'd been wronged. He knew in his heart there was nothing they could do to that monster to make him understand the pain he'd caused but they should at least be able to get their own amusement at his expense before ending him.


Something clicked and Baldur turned to face Skoll, not caring if he was a ghost. If he had the mans sent he could track him! "No Skoll? Skadi visited with her recently. She's even pregnant. That fucker defiled our little sister. If you have his scent then track him for me! My only other thought is to scout out the battlefield. That is surely where that rat is hunting." A snarl burst from his lips. "I don't intend to let that bastard wander free. Are you in, Skoll? Will you help me?"


"Speech"