Larksong Grotto what gods desire

She inclined her head toward Faust of Darukaal, who had granted her passage through what appeared to be his lands. Thus, if the whispers of her gods led her to the heights of the glacier, she need not fear the wrath of its mortal inhabitants.

Her gaze then returned to the Blizzardske Dame, perhaps less easily deceived—no doubt due to her own convictions, if Aspa was to be believed—who sought, above all, an audience between the keen-eared wanderer and her husband.

A smile curled upon the grime-streaked foreigner’s lips. If he was but another Norseman among many, as she was certain he was, then there was nothing to fear—nothing to dread.

"Meget vel, Blizzardske dame, før mig til din mand." she acquiesced before reaching up to scratch the back of her ear, feverishly.