Stone Circle ᚨᚱᛁᛗᛁᛚᛁ

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ᚦ — man appears. dark-furred in most regions, but light enough that eyes spot him easily. draugr hears his words—takes them to heart. swift. the beating of his heart, strong in his chest. berserkr steps closer, moving past standing pillars.
they frame him in muscularity. his foreleg raises, then paw slams roughly upon the earth. a warning. a growl. þú ert fífl, draugr speaks gruffly, tasting his tongue, that splits past teeth and touches the scarred length of his snout, eða hjarta þitt slær eins og mitt. við munum komast að því.
it is too early to be certain whether this man understands draugr's tongue. but if his creeping feeling is correct, he will. draugr feels that familiar thrum in his veins and he answers it with spirit. letting earth crash now under thundering paws, bringing himself swiftly to the other man.
leaping in topple towards him, teeth immediately singing for purchase where they might.