Deepwood Weald ships on vigor

she mentions that she is not familiar and kjalarr gives a soft, sage nod of his head. he has come to expect it from most; and unfortunately, because he does not carry the devoutness in which his father followed them is not sure how to put to words the deities of his father's home; by proxy: his home as stavanger bay had followed the old gods when kjalarr and his siblings had been born.

it sounds...peaceful, kjalarr remarks thoughtfully in regards to the gods of the moon wolves. the gods of my father often demanded blood. as did the gods of potema's belief ...of which kjalarr was not afraid to give but nevertheless was at a point in his life where it did not seem so necessary.