"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"
Angrboða shouted at the sight of the World Serpent. It looks down at us from the temple view. He must have been lonely, haven't talked to him in three days. Last time we talked, it was about the future, something he refused to tell me about.
"Hello Jörmungandr!" I shouted in his native langue. Angrboða actually runs behind me as Jörmungandr raises its head towards us, looking down at us with its giant head.
"The future is one only you seek." He tells me.
"Actually, I am here to take a friend somewhere."
"The dark one behind you?"
"I know, I have never seen a person so dark as her. Have you though?"
"Giant's come in different forms, shapes, and colors." Jörmungandr tells me as he tilts his head to the side. Looking at her for a bit. I move out of his way so that he can have a full view of Angrboða. Jörmungandr scans her appearance as she stands still. This was the very first time I have ever seen her so scared. The large serpent stares at her for a while before nodding its head. He then moves his head to the side again before resting. Once he was down, Angrboða looks at me.
"Was that the world serpent!?" She asked me. I nod my head at her words.
"Cool right?" I asked. "He and I are great friends. Maybe when all of this is over, I will teach you his tongue."
"Tongue…" She said. "That tongue sound familiar."
"It did?" I asked. She then looks over at me for a bit before shaking her head to me.
"We need to get the food, let's go!" She ordered. What a weird girl she was. After saying goodbye, I head inside the temple, once there, I saw the dwarfs.
"About fucking time you got here!" Brok shouted at me. "You know how long we been waiting for you!? A whole fucking day you whisker growing chump!"
"Whisker grower?" Angrboða asked as she enters behind me, making the dwarfs stop their work to gaze upon her beautify.
"Because I haven't grown a full beard, just whiskers." I told her. She nods her head to me. Just then, Sindri runs over to Angrboða and examines her, or morally her red hair. Grabbing a hand full of it that hung around her waist.
"Is this hair real?" He asked.
"Since birth!" She growled before yanking her hair away from him.
"I will give you 1,200 hacksilver if you let me cut off one braid of your hair!" Sindri said.
"Why?" She asked.
"A native from a village asked for a veil made from the silks of hair. The problem, I haven't been able to find hair as silky and shiny as yours." He tells her as he reaches out to grab one of her thick braids that hung from her body. This time, she didn't flinch or try to escape, instead she examine's his body.
"How about a trade?" She asked. "My hair for some new threads. Ones that cover my body fully?"
"Hmmm, I have never made lady armor before. But I can see what I can do! Come!" He tells her. I watch her follow him to the back where a cover laid, blocking my view from that point. Seconds later, I heard a cutting sound. Then, Sindri comes from behind the cover with Angrboða braid in one hand and sword in the other. He hands the sword to Brok.
"This has a couple of dents, fix it while I measure her." Sindri ordered. His older brother nods his head before looking at me.
"So, the thing I wanted to talk to you about was some messed up shit I have seen recently." Brok said as he started on Angrboða sword. I pull out a stool and take a seat in front of him as he works and talks.
"Recently, something happened in the world that I didn't notice before. Recently, people are now noticing that there hasn't been a baby born in almost 10 years." Brok said.
"What happened ten years ago…oh!" I said, realizing that I might have played a big role in that. For those who have forgotten, (or haven't played or seen the gameplay) my father and I ended up fighting and killing a couple of gods. Not proud of myself, but they were assholes! Long story short, we killed most of them and one hates us…well all of them hate us, but one particular hates us the most.
"Yea, so people started to notice this, especially this king called the Raven King. So, rumor has it, he's kidnapping men from villages and doing only gods know what with them. He then kills off the female's, unless their girls. Then he sells them off in the slave trade."
"That's awful." I said.
"Yep, so you best be keep ing an eye out. Heard the Raven King is coming our way. Best not to keep him in our area. You know, with all the magic and things you guys do." Brok informs me.
"I will keep an eye out. By the way, do you know any realms with fruits and vegetables?" I asked.
"The one with the elves and light magic. They have a garden that produces a bunch of that crap. You need to be careful though, the elves hate it when people try to take their things." Brok informs me.
"OW!" Angrboða shouted from behind the cover. I looked in the direction to see Sindri walk over to Brok. He grabs a small thing before going back to the cover.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Helping her into some armor! This is the first time I am making breastplates for a woman! I just wish you were more flat chested." Sindri said.
"You and me both." Angrboða responded. A couple of OW's and groans later, Angrboða comes out from the cover in a WHOLE new outfit. Instead of her white silks that barely covered anything, because it was see-through, she wore a solid gold color. On her chest was a triangle like gold cover that covered her from neck to stomach. On her bottom were black threads very similar to mine, with a gold color viel like silk wrapped around her hips. Her feet now had on fur boots that were similar to mine and her hair was now contained in a braid that was pulled into a ponytail. On her arms are gold bracelets.
"Nice." I said. She gives me a smile before bowing to me in a playful way.
"Make fighting easier for me. And I won't have to worry about my breast flying everywhere." Angrboða said.
"The chest armor presses down around the breast, holding them down and in place as she fights, but not tight enough to the point she can't breathe. My best creation yet!" Sindri said… wait a minute! Did he touch her breast!?
"And here's your sword." Brok said before throwing her sword back to her, now cleaned up. It had a dragon mouth handle. Her blade looked more sturdy and a bit heavy, but she seemed to not notice as she swings it around a bit.
"Perfect." She said before throwing it onto her back. She then looks at me. "Lead the way."
"Yes!" I said.
Kikkie: Thank you for reading!