Day Five of the Odinsleep (Does Anyone Know the Way?)
My apologies for the long delay in this post. If any of you want to go back and refresh yourself on what is happening, this will take you back to the previous post.
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Day Five of the Odinsleep (5
am, 2 hours until sunrise)
He pauses for a moment, and turns to Idunn. “We are mere interlopers here m’lady. Please excuse our lack of familiarity, but where might you suggest we find the Sly One’s domicile? No doubt it entails a long treacherous journey that only the foolish would attempt.”
Kysek shakes his head briefly before adding.
“Whether we take the fight to him or wait for him to come here is of no matter.
If we wait here, he is just sending wave after miserable wave of minions to wear
us down. The sooner we take the fight to him the better. If I’m meant to die
here, it’s going to be in a blaze of glory against a worthy foe. I refuse to
die at the hands of someone’s henchmen! No matter how big those hands are. The key is
stealth. Sneak in to his lair to avoid unnecessary battle along the way.”
Grotto spits on the floor, “Pah! How do we sneak up on a God? May as well just
walk to his front door and barge in? He will see us coming!”
While munching on the last of the breakfast
that Grotto prepared, Niklas says simply, “I’ve heard that it’s ‘not the size
of the man in the fight but rather the size of the fight in the man.’ That
being said, in the short time I’ve been with you, we’ve taken on lopsided odds
more often than not and have come out rather unscathed. I will follow the path
you all choose but I’d rather hunt than be hunted.”
Morn, listening to the banter and questions
going back and forth between the divine beings and the party eventually pipes
up, "We will want to be ready for misdirection. Tricksters, be they divine or mundane, are
not ones that would make the direct path a particularly healthy choice to
make."
Shadow stands before Hildr and asks “Help
us defeat Loki. What would you do?”
“Yes, What advice might you give those that
would dare do battle with this Sly One?” Ra’ziir asks of both Idunn and the
Valkyrie.
Drax looks at both women and asks a
question of his own. "This being is a god, yes? Can the gods of this place
be killed here, in their realm? Can mortal weapons harm them?"
The Valkyrie Hildr shrugs, “I
have been told that there are few things in this universe that are truly
immortal. Loki can be killed and your
weapons will harm him. Be warned that he
will shrug off the brunt of all attacks save those from the most powerful
enchanted arms. The Castle of Loki
stands naught but fifty leagues from here, hard on the shores of the Sea of
Marmora.”
Idunn nods, “If you truly wish
to travel there, I will not seek to gainsay you, but I would advise
caution. Tis a long way to travel if you
are to pass through the entirety of Loki’s forces.”
Hildr replies, “Milady, if
they travel quickly enough, it is possible that they may avoid conflict betwixt
here and there.”
“How so?” the goddess asks,
“Only by flying above the clouds or running as swiftly as the wind itself could
they hope to avoid the army encamped outside our walls.”
“Then as swift as the wind
they shall be,” Hildr eyes Shadow, “If they be bold enough.”
- - - - -Meanwhile, as Korbin and the dwarf speak outside of the shop across town, the crow tells him, “I would love to see what you have. Trade is my second, no third, favorite activity.”
The dwarf squints, “And what
be the first two?”
“They are bird things. You would not understand. But, pray tell, what items have you to
offer?”
“I have a variety of rings, me
fine feathered friend. Given your size
and lack of fingers and the ones ye be wearing about yer ankles, I kin see that
ye has a use fer ‘em. Come inside and
get yerself a look-see.”
The dwarf reaches under the
counter and pulls out a wooden box with the carving of a tree on the lid. He opens it up and turns it around for Korbin
to see and begins describing his wares.
“This one be fer makin’ a
fella a better swimmer – that’s no use to ye but THIS one,” he holds up a ring
with the head of a mountain goat carved into the band, “this one kin project a
powerful force that’ll burst most doors and knock most foes onta their
backs.” He slips the rings onto his
fingers as he goes and Korbin notes that the size of the band changes, ensuring
that each fits snugly. “This next one
will turn aside attacks as if ye be wearin’ light armor and this one is
enchanted to help find handholds and footholds fer climbin’. This last one be me grandest offering – it
kin summon a being from the plane of Air to do yer bidding fer a short
time! And me prices are reasonable!”
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