Lisbeth adjusted the strap on her satchel and made sure her bow was secure on her back. "The Climb" wasn't an ironic name...there would be quite a lot of climbing ahead of her, and she needed to make sure she was prepared for it. It would be tough to make it the whole way, and she would need to stop frequently to rest, but she had to do this.
She was on a mission from a god.
"Let's go," she told her sister with a firm nod. She started hiking up the slope, heading up towards the more hostile part of the mountainside. It would take hours to get up closer to the volcanic part of the mountain, but that was where she needed to go in order to collect the ash Frey had asked for.
"Don't go too fast. You know I can't keep up with you." Her sister had always been the more athletic of the two. Lisbeth had always been jealous of that. It had never seemed fair that even though they were identical in every other way, Lisbeth was the only one who had inherited a sickly constitution.
She was on a mission from a god.
"Let's go," she told her sister with a firm nod. She started hiking up the slope, heading up towards the more hostile part of the mountainside. It would take hours to get up closer to the volcanic part of the mountain, but that was where she needed to go in order to collect the ash Frey had asked for.
"Don't go too fast. You know I can't keep up with you." Her sister had always been the more athletic of the two. Lisbeth had always been jealous of that. It had never seemed fair that even though they were identical in every other way, Lisbeth was the only one who had inherited a sickly constitution.
