Pinned
‘Rax.’ The Odinson repeats, quiet in his tone. He eyes the other with question, watching as the reach for Midgardian Ale. ‘That is very kind of you.’ His larger hand would take the rack from them.
‘Although I do not have much in return. I can only offer thy kinship —- and protection.’
‘Although I do not have much in return. I can only offer thy kinship —- and protection.’
"oh.. different thor I guess, that's lame!"
Raxxa opens up a bag at their side, searching through it.
"You can call me Rax, Mister Odinson!
Aaand I've got something here for ya!"
They pull out a.. six pack of extra stout Guinness? Mist trailing off. How'd it fit in that little bag?
Raxxa opens up a bag at their side, searching through it.
"You can call me Rax, Mister Odinson!
Aaand I've got something here for ya!"
They pull out a.. six pack of extra stout Guinness? Mist trailing off. How'd it fit in that little bag?
‘I have not spoken with any member of my family in. .ages. But I do not know you, small one. Who are you?’
January 22, 2026 at 11:48 PM
‘Rax.’ The Odinson repeats, quiet in his tone. He eyes the other with question, watching as the reach for Midgardian Ale. ‘That is very kind of you.’ His larger hand would take the rack from them.
‘Although I do not have much in return. I can only offer thy kinship —- and protection.’
‘Although I do not have much in return. I can only offer thy kinship —- and protection.’
I dreamt I was 𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖧𝖸.
January 22, 2026 at 10:52 PM
I dreamt I was 𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖧𝖸.
‘I have not spoken with any member of my family in. .ages. But I do not know you, small one. Who are you?’
"heyyy big guy, lookin.. uh.. good? well you've looked better! How's your sister though, she change her mind about courting with half-bloods yet??" 😁
January 22, 2026 at 10:01 PM
‘I have not spoken with any member of my family in. .ages. But I do not know you, small one. Who are you?’
‘I do not wish to stay long.’ Said the stranger, a red cloak hung from his broad shoulders —- with a hood over a bearded face.
‘Merely passing through.’
‘Merely passing through.’
"New faces abound! Come and introduce yourselves and be made warm by my campfire."
January 22, 2026 at 9:00 PM
‘I do not wish to stay long.’ Said the stranger, a red cloak hung from his broad shoulders —- with a hood over a bearded face.
‘Merely passing through.’
‘Merely passing through.’
A tavern —- where ale is served amongst cheers of laughter and good tidings.
In the back booth casted amongst shadow sits a hooded figure, dosing himself in the River of drink.
In the back booth casted amongst shadow sits a hooded figure, dosing himself in the River of drink.
January 22, 2026 at 8:47 PM
A tavern —- where ale is served amongst cheers of laughter and good tidings.
In the back booth casted amongst shadow sits a hooded figure, dosing himself in the River of drink.
In the back booth casted amongst shadow sits a hooded figure, dosing himself in the River of drink.
Be it —-
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
January 22, 2026 at 7:17 PM
Be it —-
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
And 𝖠𝖸𝖤 the thunder called, for who be it but the clouds 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖵𝖤 that give us our 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧 and 𝖭𝖮𝖡𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸. .
. . .and in their 𝖬𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖸 voice the heavens spoke of but 𝖮𝖭𝖤 name, and one alone. .
. . .and in their 𝖬𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖸 voice the heavens spoke of but 𝖮𝖭𝖤 name, and one alone. .
January 22, 2026 at 7:14 PM
And 𝖠𝖸𝖤 the thunder called, for who be it but the clouds 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖵𝖤 that give us our 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧 and 𝖭𝖮𝖡𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸. .
. . .and in their 𝖬𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖸 voice the heavens spoke of but 𝖮𝖭𝖤 name, and one alone. .
. . .and in their 𝖬𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖸 voice the heavens spoke of but 𝖮𝖭𝖤 name, and one alone. .