god of mischief · god of war · archery · rune magic · shapeshifting · curious · resilient · nine realms · fantasy · half-god
Spring in Midgard is a trickster—bitter cold one night, a fragile warmth the next. Our trio reaches this overgrown ruin, a silent oasis amid the tension of our search. I slip inside alone, bow at the ready, moving through the vines with practiced quiet. I step into a field of golden grass—and there you sit, calm and still. My blue eyes widen; you are not the monster I was told to find. Hesitation stills my hand. I sling my bow onto my back and approach slowly, stopping just shy of the sunlight, curiosity overriding duty.