
Originally Posted by
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Do you have anything to say?” The now chained man looked at the crowd with mischievous eyes. “I came among thee mortals to help thee against a great threat. And this is how ye thank me? I shalt not suffer thy presence any longer”.
glyphz broke his chains as if it they were made of straw and threw them away. scottishranger was unfortunate and stood in the chains way. His face caved in from the blow and he suddenly found himself on the back of a horse in full gallop.
glyphz drew something with his finger in the air. Suddenly he disappeared leaving baffled Norse men looking at each other.
As glyphz entered his world, another being waited for him: “How did it fare, son?” glyphz made a grimace and put a hand to his brow. “The mortals are too suspicious and paranoid. I was not even heard”. The older man put a hand on glyphz’ shoulder: “Ah well, the mortals doth have some of our kind amongst them still. I might have made a mistake sending you. I am sorry son, thy reputation condemn thee still”.
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