「 Skill Point ― Orator」
He snorted softly, observing the woman who brought forth a wave of dry humour to his unwavering form. His smile became a smirk for a moment, before it fell into a soft neutrality. He still worried for the woman before him, her aching body still at the forefront of his mind. He wouldn't have it any other way, but it did make having a conversation quite hard for him to process.
The mention of her people left him receding into the shadows of his mind, the stress of the past couple of weeks chasing a child across the tundra, and the presence of new gods weighing down his consciousness. It was a lot to take in, but there was no need to spill it all here despite the flicker of tiredness in his eyes.
The mention of her people left him receding into the shadows of his mind, the stress of the past couple of weeks chasing a child across the tundra, and the presence of new gods weighing down his consciousness. It was a lot to take in, but there was no need to spill it all here despite the flicker of tiredness in his eyes.
We are fewer since her ascent. I lead those who are left under a new name, Skjoldrheim. We remain strong, even with the world around our island changing like the tides.Oh, how he wished he could be in human form once more, escape the land, and ride the ocean into a war where he might let off some steam. Alas, that was not their way anymore, and he was very much stuck in the confines of this canine's body.
What of you? Tell me while we walk, so I might take you to our healer who can help you further than just a dip in the water,
