Frostfire Ridge Lands that call my name

A smile lit the face of the older man. I am a wild spirit The words resounded about the air, quiet and hushed demure. He blinked at their eyes and slowly curled an ear forward.

The gods would like you Sea Sprite. Especially Odin, he always like those with a little wild in them.

I am everything and nothing. He hadn't heard such a thing in many years. It brought to mind his father and all the stories of the gods that he had whispered in his youth.

What journey would you like me to go on? I'm not sure if i'm up for a long one. It was long and arduous getting here.