Tyr had mentioned her? Steren tipped her head to the side in a thinking gesture, before letting out a little chuff and rolling her eyes.

All good things, I hope. If he said anything bad, it is exaggeration and should not be relied upon. She said primly, sticking her nose into the air for but a moment before she was back to listening. The man was Thorvald, and she tipped her head to the side for a moment with pursed lips.

Are you like Tyr? One of the gods of the Norsemen? If so, my, what a small world we live in. And how ordinary a mortal like she. Though, she found she didn’t quite mind. Being a god seemed difficult at the best of times, she would rather keep to her towers and her charts.

I watched the festivities from a..bit of a distance I’m afraid. I’ve never been quite the people person, I lived alone beside a lake for most of my life. Studying. In hindsight, perhaps part of her could see how she’d been accused of witchcraft in the first place. But it shouldn’t have been enough to land her here.