"Yeah... they insulted me in my face and destroyed my roof.
... I still feel it's a shame for the thunder god."

"Enjoy. It is a gift from the dwarfs enslaved by Odin, fine beer they say."

"So, what can I get you."

He had a variety of options: Beer, wine, or water.

- his home. When reaching the door Kratos opened and walked inside, the warmth made by the chimney quickly embracing him.

"But I'm sure nothing will beat the heat of a chimney... want some tea?"

Kratos asked, placing his weapons and gear away to get more comfortable in his own home.

- travel to the spartan's house. Shouldn't take them too long to get there.

The god looked at the stranger from top to bottom, interested by that worked body, yet not showing it yet. "We are both naked."

Replied the spartan, arms now crossed. This seemed to be the proclaimed owner of the beach.

"I didn't knew this was taken." Simple reply, but it's all he had to say.

He could hear the loud stomps from afar, but didn't gave much attention to them. Thruth is, Scales large and big figure isn't that hard to notice.

Once the stomping got closer Kratos eventually turned around, facing the stranger.

"Mm..."

A low grumble came from his throat, obviously annoyed.

Nude beach or not, Scales should begin to see a pale man close to the shore, undoing the last of his clothes to reveal his backside.

And now walking towards the fresh water. . .

Not so sure now. The god is making his way around the empty beach, without a clue if it belongs to someone. He simply wanted to cool off from today's heat.