「 Skill Point ― Soothsayer 」
Sindri's voice broke his meddlesome silence, breaking his gaze from the crimson sky briefly as he listened out for the yearling's greeting. It did not come; instead, her intimate musings met his ears.
Tyr pondered them, but did not wish to deep dive into the secrets of the youth when the ones that scattered across this island had skeletons in their closets. A blind eye was turned, the god's own thoughts returning to the Ragnarok that threatened to pull the moon from the sky. Something was brewing this month, and Tyr needed to find something to sacrifice for his family to remain.
He would have to visit Steren and discuss building an altar on top of the mountain. It was where the gods felt closest.
Tomorrow, he promised himself, submerging his head into the warmth of the waters for a few seconds. When he reemerged, he shook out the hairs of his face and the water from his ears. A snort blew the rest from his nostrils before he settled once more.
Tyr pondered them, but did not wish to deep dive into the secrets of the youth when the ones that scattered across this island had skeletons in their closets. A blind eye was turned, the god's own thoughts returning to the Ragnarok that threatened to pull the moon from the sky. Something was brewing this month, and Tyr needed to find something to sacrifice for his family to remain.
He would have to visit Steren and discuss building an altar on top of the mountain. It was where the gods felt closest.
Tomorrow, he promised himself, submerging his head into the warmth of the waters for a few seconds. When he reemerged, he shook out the hairs of his face and the water from his ears. A snort blew the rest from his nostrils before he settled once more.
Sindri...he beckoned, turning his gaze to the direction her voice came strongest.
