
Tyr felt his smile crack as he cast his eyes aside. A hard question to think about, because he always found himself thinking of his children in this life and his first. The god swallowed, redirecting his gaze back to the woman with a small shake.
Not always, the Norn tell you your lifeline. It could be near or far,he offered with a gentleness to his northern tongue.
You can give them offerings to hope they change it, but often the price is dear,
His religion was not for the softhearted, nor were the gods immortal. Everyone had a lifeline, they just didn't always know how short it was. His ears cupped to her words intently, listening to the woman speak of her mother fondly.
She was strong.his response was simple, but it carried weight. To be unyielding to life's woes was to be stronger than many, if not all. She was a fine woman indeed.