Darkeye
Nine strikes
Winter was over and he knew it was time to visit Deimos again. He wanted to know how his friend was doing and wanted to tell him about the task Frey had given him. He also had his new spear. A spear that was shaped like a branch and had runes as well as animals and plants made of bronze ingearbeitet otherwise the rest was made of iron and was cooled by the lye at work slightly into brownish. The blade was wide as a leaf but sharp as a blade. He had asked that one of his people let him know that he would wait here. He had hoped that Deimos would take the time to observe and evaluate his weapon and, with luck, maybe even do the training fight with him to feel out the quest Frey had given him. So he waited at a cozy fire.
each for one sin
