Laufey's speed came in short bursts. He was quick when he wanted to be, which admittedly wasn't very often. The pace that came to him naturally was a predatory mosey; a rolling, slinking gait that came from the cocky belief that he had nothing to fear from anyone or thing, and it was this lackadaisical pace that had caused him to fall far behind the others. The behemoth lingered at the back under the guise that he was keeping an eye out for trouble. In reality he was just incredibly slow.
When he finally reached Katja's rock, the brute looked around at those gathered. He was surprised to see that the bouncy new healer wasn't there already. She'd only come around a couple of times (mostly to get in his face over that bite on his chest) but from what he gathered that irritating little pixie could run circles around him.
Sinking into a seated position, Laufey casually looked up at Katja and waited for the meeting to start.
"Speaking""Thinking"
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
