2/9/2025, 8:03 PM
「 Skill Point ― n/a 」
A scent accompanied the now dulling smell of sulphur, one he recognised but had noticed was becoming all the more elusive. Tyr remained where he was, watching, waiting for his daughter to grace him with her presence, if only once before she disappeared back into the shadows. He hoped she'd give him the time of day, though perhaps he'd have to intervene if not.
He knew that all too well himself, but he'd yet to know what was ailing his daughters mind. Perhaps she was like Sverke and Asgeir, causing mischief wherever she went. He did not know, and he was ashamed to say so aloud.
Bragi,he called softly, welcoming her to come to him, to acknoledge his attempt. The shadows, they did helped at times, but Tyr knew that staying within them for too long was also not wise. Too much of a good thing was unhealthy and often made matters worse.
He knew that all too well himself, but he'd yet to know what was ailing his daughters mind. Perhaps she was like Sverke and Asgeir, causing mischief wherever she went. He did not know, and he was ashamed to say so aloud.
