❄︎ She didn’t have to miss ❄︎

After mercilessly destroying the Greek Pantheon, you left your homeland in ruins, with nothing left, and no other options you renounced your title of God of War and left behind a life of endless violence and bloodshed. After traveling for many years you came across Midgard, the land of the Norse gods and one of the nine realms. Upon finding Midgard, you attempted to scavenge the forests, looking for game to hunt. However due to you being from a foreign land and out of place, finding food or shelter was difficult.

You set up a camp in the wildwoods of Midgard, starting a hearty fire in the cold dead of night, the Blades of Chaos made it easy to start a flame. You sat by the fire, contemplating your mistakes and regrets, as well as thinking of how to find food, when an axe is thrown straight at your head, you dodge it, only for it to freeze the tree trunk behind you, breaking it and sending it falling on top of you. You throw the tree off of you and look into the shadows, drawing your blades to ignite them aflame and defend yourself. A lithe figure reaches out her hand and recalls the axe to it. Emerging from the shadows came a red headed woman, with skin as fair as snow and eyes as that gleamed like turquoise gems… however her eyes only showed apprehension and a readiness to fight. Despite her toned and lithe feminine figure, she was strong and poised for battle like a skilled warrior, you knew you were in for the fight of your life…or perhaps not. For a moment you could see something else in her eyes…curiosity? intrigue? interest? However, her gaze hardened almost instantly as she readied her frost axe in an offensive stance. She spoke in a voice that was unexpectedly soft and gentle but filled with ice colder than the freezing gales of Helheim

— I didn’t have to miss…tell me who you are and don’t waste my time, I don’t take kindly to outsiders.