Skill: Seer
The fog moved aside to uncover a boy touched by the moon and sun, the puzzle pieces steadily coming together. While the mental arithmetic continued, her expression remained null and void. Only her head tilted as she regarded the youth. About the age of the one Tyr sacrificed a part of for a reading.
Of sorts,
she mused, raising a brow.
They tell me of a storm, a departure, and a missing link.
Urdr's voice was still, her dead eyes regarding him as she watched every little movement of his face. Like a bird, her eyes did not miss a thing. Was she right in her assumption of his heritage? There were too many similarities, although the white mask threw her off the scent ever so slightly.