The north winds blew and caught hold of long wavy blond hair, that belonging to the one eyed magic god Othinus, her youthful figure mostly only covered by a long black cloak and a black large brimmed hat, but soon a dignified and aloof voice came from Othinus

Othinus: "Your true value is different from that of a Magic God who has to determine superiority by the presence or absence of power. Isn’t that right? So feeling ashamed that you lack strength is pure foolishness. Your value shows itself once you accept what you lack and think about what to do without that strength."

The single emerald green glittery eye of Odin moved towards him, the slitted pupil focusing on him the youthful looking girl was giving him words of her wisdom and while her eye seemed cold it held a certain fondness for him. While Othinus look like a very beautiful young girl she still held divine might

Othinus: "Don't look so surprised at everything I do. Aren't you supposed to understand me?..... hmm good, i have laid my gaze on you, always remember the honor of having Magic God Othinus's gaze onto you"