February 23, 2023, 11:51 PM
A note: this thread was supposed to be set directly after this thread, but I forgot to add this before archiving.
This thread follows after Asvoria wakes.
This thread follows after Asvoria wakes.
Moving slowly beneath the mouth of the cavern, Asvoria wobbled, still trying to wake her sleeping legs. Her body had been immobile for so long. It almost felt strange walking.
To where @Thyra sat guard, she would first go, nodding her head gently to her companion.
The gods have given their answers. We will remain here and build a new clan. It is to be called Hljóðrfell, place of "quiet mountain", under the blessing and grace of the gods.The most of what she'd heard, she shared it with the girl. There would be no secrets of the gods' will.
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February 24, 2023, 11:01 AM
She watched for signs of movement, but saw nothing concerning. Sitting as still as she was, nothing seemed to notice her, either. Dark and earthen, she might as well have been a statue.
A herd of deer came forth to range and graze at the base of the mountain, drawing almost dangerously near- as if to tempt her from her post. She said nothing, and didn't move. Eventually, they moved away, off into the forest. A fox traipsed through, and it did pause to gaze in her direction, before it carried on. She embraced the life that lived in this hilly area, and they seemed to embrace her too.
Asvoria emerged; Thyra would remain on her post until dismissed.
She smiled quietly at the name, and at the notion of staying in one place. "So it shall be!" She said. It would be easier for their mother to find them, if they remained in this place. If Thyra could find Asvoria, then surely Solveig could find the both of them.
"What can I do, now, to begin?" She said, eager to get moving after being a sentry.
A herd of deer came forth to range and graze at the base of the mountain, drawing almost dangerously near- as if to tempt her from her post. She said nothing, and didn't move. Eventually, they moved away, off into the forest. A fox traipsed through, and it did pause to gaze in her direction, before it carried on. She embraced the life that lived in this hilly area, and they seemed to embrace her too.
Asvoria emerged; Thyra would remain on her post until dismissed.
She smiled quietly at the name, and at the notion of staying in one place. "So it shall be!" She said. It would be easier for their mother to find them, if they remained in this place. If Thyra could find Asvoria, then surely Solveig could find the both of them.
"What can I do, now, to begin?" She said, eager to get moving after being a sentry.
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Thyra was eager to begin the work, and rightfully so. Asvoria could not admit any different.
And from here, they would go their separate ways to begin these tasks. To begin the work of their gods and the ultimate rebirth.
Proper places for sleeping caverns must be found. And hunting will need be done, to provide pelts to cover the hard earth.These were tasks she would leave to her.
It has been shared to me where the temple will be. I must begin work there, to fix it up like a proper place of worship.And this is where she would spend much of her time.
And from here, they would go their separate ways to begin these tasks. To begin the work of their gods and the ultimate rebirth.
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