「 Skill Point ― heartbroken 」
Tyr could respect a man who could control his rage like this man did before him. HE appeared young, but his resolve was strong enough for him to swallow what pride he had and calm himself. The beast inside was likely battling to be free, and yet there he was, under control.
Tyr met him with a nod, a bow of his head as he approached the edge of the world.
Tyr met him with a nod, a bow of his head as he approached the edge of the world.
You are not the only soul on this island screaming into the abyss, we all have our demons, and those demons often do not go down without a fight,the man was vague as he described his family's despair, his mind going back to the anger that Astrid spewed that cut him like a blade. He needed to do more, but the god was already spread so thin that doing any more would likely be the end of his wits.
I heard you fell from the sky, nei?he turned his gaze back to the man in red,
How do you fare? Any illness?
