Ravensblood Forest the eye of odin
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Thistle answered the Allfather’s questions as they left Ragnar’s lips, confirming that she wanted to be a Viking from this day forward and the Allfather bowed his head in acceptance of her vows. In reality, it was a simple Rite though this particular one differed greatly from how it was normally done though it had been altered as the circumstances had demanded. Ragnar was not the leader of the Ridge and therefore had no right to pass judgments on anyone, let alone execute if found guilty. Then so you shall be, The Allfather rumbled before Ragnar felt another jolt, and the release of Odinn’s possession of his body. It was a fascination sensation, like a giant vacuum sucking out the God’s wraith form becoming separate once more as Odinn seemingly stepped out of Ragnar, giving the Viking one last, forlorn glimpse of his descendant before he and the others merged back into the fog they had been seemingly borne of. Ragnar blinked a couple times as Huginn and Muinnin let out cries in unison, causing his ears to slick back to his skull in response before they took flight, leaving nothing but the marks in Ragnar’s shoulders where their talons had pierced and a few, stray black feathers that drifted lazily to the earthen floor at his paws.

Ragnar drew in a deep breath then, icy Caribbean blue eyes seeking Thistle through the twisting and writhing fog, drawing towards her until his side was pressed, lightly - mindful of her sides swollen with child - against hers. “That is it, they are gone,” Ragnar told her, his voice back to it’s normal, heavily accented sound. Odinn’s presence still lingered in the Forest as it always did but it was not so concentrated to the Viking, now. “Are you ready to go back to the Ridge?” Because Ragnar suddenly felt exhaustion tempting him, luring him into a deep slumber, attempting to yank him to unconciousness. He fought it, battled against the weight of his eye lids as they threatened to slam shut and let his dreams console him. He would not rest until he saw Thistle back to the safety of the Ridge, he determined but it was a battle he suddenly felt like he was losing.

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the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 04, 2014, 07:24 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Thistle Cloud - May 04, 2014, 10:56 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 04, 2014, 07:14 PM
RE: the eye of odin - by Thistle Cloud - May 05, 2014, 10:48 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 05, 2014, 02:53 PM
RE: the eye of odin - by Thistle Cloud - May 05, 2014, 06:31 PM
RE: the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 06, 2014, 06:27 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Thistle Cloud - May 06, 2014, 08:52 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 06, 2014, 09:26 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Thistle Cloud - May 07, 2014, 07:30 AM
RE: the eye of odin - by Ragnar - May 07, 2014, 09:49 AM