Frey regarded the abandoned for a moment with a sour expression. Whiny and timid were not traits the deity was particularly fond of, less so when accompanied by dead plants.
"Well let me make this clear for you, hun." They said in a voice tinged with ice. "The answer is: I don't. I don't care about making you stronger. I don't like those that take the easy path, that come here sniveling and whining for someone else to make things better or give them the answers. You want to be strong? Go chop some wood. You want to help protect your friends? Then learn how to do something other than steal and whine.
And most importantly, you want to not end up dead? Think twice next time before you come here thinking you deserve anything at all."
So saying Frey disappeared. However as they did so, Peter would find himself suddenly naked, hands bound behind his back, with a ball-gag snugly between his lips.
"Well let me make this clear for you, hun." They said in a voice tinged with ice. "The answer is: I don't. I don't care about making you stronger. I don't like those that take the easy path, that come here sniveling and whining for someone else to make things better or give them the answers. You want to be strong? Go chop some wood. You want to help protect your friends? Then learn how to do something other than steal and whine.
And most importantly, you want to not end up dead? Think twice next time before you come here thinking you deserve anything at all."
So saying Frey disappeared. However as they did so, Peter would find himself suddenly naked, hands bound behind his back, with a ball-gag snugly between his lips.
FREY
