Fenring felt a little agitated when he found himself in a field of flowers. He was killed by the worst thinkable and cowardly way, and by a half man. This didn’t bode well for the place at Odin’s table. A woman’s voice came from behind him and he felt two lithe arms snuggling around his waist: “Hello there stranger, I am to take you home. Do you mind spending some time here first?” Fenring turned in the embrace and answered when he saw who stood behind him: “Not at all, I believe I have an eternity waiting. A few moments in this place shouldn’t matter at all”. The woman laughed and kissed him deeply.
No horses.