Are
"Signe?" the cobbler said as the voice of the god reverberated in him, as if spoken from within and without. Just the name alone set off an avalanche of emotions, joy that he knew the name as perfect as the woman it belonged to. Grief, that she was gone and not yet with him. Anger, that he had allowed himself to ever let it go. A quiet promise was made in the blink of an eye, a better man taking precautions to never let it happen again.
His face betrayed the storm inside of him, as did his voice, weak and trembling under the weight of the meaning of it all. "I made a promise once, to be a better man." he almost whispered as he slowly regained his composure. Faculties processing what he was considering doing. Even though there was no consideration, Are knew exactly what his answer would be, and he'd known since the day he met her, Signe.
"Anything, oh Hræsvelgr. I am offering you whatever I can give, I just want her back." he said as his voice trailed off into nothingness and little pearls rolled down his cheeks. A better man, no, a weaker man, but one with a purpose and determined to fulfill it.
His face betrayed the storm inside of him, as did his voice, weak and trembling under the weight of the meaning of it all. "I made a promise once, to be a better man." he almost whispered as he slowly regained his composure. Faculties processing what he was considering doing. Even though there was no consideration, Are knew exactly what his answer would be, and he'd known since the day he met her, Signe.
"Anything, oh Hræsvelgr. I am offering you whatever I can give, I just want her back." he said as his voice trailed off into nothingness and little pearls rolled down his cheeks. A better man, no, a weaker man, but one with a purpose and determined to fulfill it.
