Too much attention....toooo much. As the woman approaches, Frostine nearly trips over her own feet trying to back up. Looking around she sees Sugarsnap nearby and tries with little success to hide behind her.
At the word runaway, all the color visibly drains out of her face as she sinks down to her knees behind Sugarsnap. Oh Gods, oh gods, oh gods, I'm a goner, a total goner.
"I'm not a wizard...." She says as she clings to Sugarsnap for dear life.
The knight shakes his head. "If you wanna look out for her, that's your business, Northwoman. Just make sure she's not flinging ice about and dooming us to the depths."
He turns and heads back to his duties.
She takes a few deep breaths to try and stop herself from shaking. Everything was so much worse when she couldn't control her feelings. It's not like she tried to do that...but, then it always happened like that. She never meant to do any of the things she did, but somehow always managed to do them anyways. "They should have just had a son, then maybe I wouldn't be in this mess."
"If you can't handle a little ice you're headed in the wrong direction." Sigrdrífa mutters as the knight walks off. "It's alright, no one's going to hurt you." she says to the frightened girl.
She gulps as she relaxes her grip on Sugarsnap somewhat. Keeping the hood of her cloak pulled down to cover her forehead she looks up slightly, "I....I'm sorry I cause so much trouble. I never mean to...but always seem to anyways. I was just worried about Truffles and trying to get him away from that cat before something happened....but, but when I tried to reach for him it just sort of....happened."
"Where I come from you would be one for the stories. My father has a few tales of great winter witches, of a legendary sorceress capable of turning herself to living ice. The sagas are filled with the great Ice magic of the North. It would seem that youare headed in the right direction." she says with a smile.
"I am Sigrdrífa Helmsdottir. It is good to meet you" the Viking woman says extending a hand to grasp Frostine's forearm.
She stands up shakily, looking at Goldi before reaching out with her own delicate hand to take Sigrdrifa's. In a somewhat shaky voice she says, "I'm Frostine....but, I'm not a witch or a very good sorceress for that matter."
"Well met Frostine....a fitting name. You are what you are, and maybe you will find yourself to be something greater. We journey to an uncharted land to explore, who knows who you will be by the time we are done?" the bigger woman says with a friendly grin.
"And a word of advice... you and your friend may want to keep closer reighn on your pig. I'm sure there are quite a few aboard who would be quite pleased if he found his way into the galley....besides, there is a bear aboard as well."
She breaths a little sigh of relief and nods her head, "Yes...I saw the assortment of animals. We'll try to keep a closer eye on Admiral Truffles, he sometimes has a mind of his own though." She smiles a bit shyly and seems to relax a little, but keeps holding onto Sugarsnaps hand with one of her own.
With a nuzzling from Shadrath, Jettar reached down scratched behind his ear. "So there is a young Winter Blood on this voyage. I guess we should keep an eye on her."
Dealing with people was never one of her strong suits. The thought of being on a boat with all this people absolutely terrified her. While
Sigrdrífa seemed nice enough....Frostine was afraid of what the awe inspiring warrior woman would do or think if she found out who Frostine really was. Would she understand? Would she be angry? Would she knock Frostine out and forcibly take her back to Odenhheim? She shook with uncontrollable fear as she thought what might happen if she went back....if she didn't go back.
Shaking her head she tries to come back to herself, being afraid took a lot of energy and trying to hide it even more so. She tried to relax her grip on Goldi's hand and forced herself to let go before she gripped it too tight. She had a feeling that Goldi was forcing her to go on this trip to try and help her somehow...she just couldn't for the life of her figure out what that was.
From the moment Goldi had found her under that table about eleven years ago, Frostine had latched onto her like glue and not let go. She had no other siblings and her parents had no idea what to do with their daughters "unique gifts". The only person that seemed capable of calming Frostine was Goldi, so that's who she came to rely on....her incessant need for attention and validation as a child worked everyone's nerves it seemed except for Sugarsnaps who would spend as much time with her as she could. Am I too needy? Is that why she made me come here?
She looks apologetically at the pained expression on Sugarsnaps face and realizes she never let go of the halflings hand. Mentally smacking herself back to reality she finally releases her friends hand. Looking at her with a sorrowful expression she says, "I'm sorry Goldi, I didn't mean to." She then falls quiet again while looking down at her feet.
So caught up in her own thoughts she is, that she doesn't even notice the man with the bear staring at her. Once some of the people disburse she backs up some more and turning tries to find somewhere on the ship where she doesn't feel surrounded and trapped.
Afraid that the cat would get tired of Truffles pushing at it, she rushes forward a bit and without thinking reaches out her hand to try and pull Truffles back. Instead of pulling Truffles back though, a ray of frost comes from her hand freezing the ground underneath the cat accidentally.
Frostine quickly brings her hands to her mouth as her eyes go wide with shock. Looking at the girl with the cat she shakes her head, "Oh...I'm so sorry...really really sorry. I...I guess I panicked." Grabbing Truffles with both arms she tries to pull him back a bit from the cat who is probably not very happy at the moment, finding itself sitting on a frozen patch of ground.
Truffles has problems walking his little hooves slipping all over the place, but eventually slips back next to Sugarsnap.
Snort, Snort?
She backs up with Truffles, "I knew this was a mistake....I just knew it."
Truffles and Frosty are soon beside Sugarsnap.
Sugarsnap gives Truffles a hug, What were you thinking, that cat could probably...well probably not to much. she adds with a smile.
looking to Frostine, Ahh you worry to much, look at me, I'm half your size and I am doin just fine, ya just got to have faith.
Truffles just looks at the two, Snort.
Ellie points a finger at the ice mage and her porky friend. "This crazy lady just attacked my cat!"
who is she callin' crazy, I'll show her.. Sugarsnap says feeling a bit feisty, as she starts to roll up her sleeves.
Truffles moves around and blocks Sugarsnap's path and starts to push her back.
Snort...Snort...Snort!
The bear sat as his Druid scratched behind his ear. After shaking his head, Shadrath then nuzzled Jettar's leg and put it's front paws on the railing, looking out to sea and sniffing the air.
Sugarsnap backs up as Truffles attempts to break the tension.
I'll be keepin' my eye on you she mumbles, looking as intimidating as an adorable cute little halfling possibly could
The Druid turned and looked out to sea as well. "You smell it don't you? Whatever it is the Elders send us after, it's in Frijia."
She flinches back from the knight as if expecting a blow and starts to shake. "I told you it wasn't on purpose. It was an accident."
Sugarsnap looks to Frostine with a sympathetic and comforting look, Its alright, some people are just too dense to understand magic
"No need to be so harsh, she's practically shaking." the tall Viking woman says as she walks over, drawn to the commotion. "Does she look like someone trying to cause trouble? A wisp of a girl with a pig?"
Sugarsnap looks to the warrior woman that like dandelions Hey, truffles is with me, and he is a boar not a pig, well technically he is a pig, but he really doesn't like being called a pig.
looking to Truffles she gives him a big hug, isn't that right truffles...wuffles
Truffles and Frosty are soon beside Sugarsnap.Sugarsnap gives Truffles a hug, What were you thinking, that cat could probably...well probably not to much. she adds with a smile.
looking to Frostine, Ahh you worry to much, look at me, I'm half your size and I am doin just fine, ya just got to have faith.
She shakes her head as she clings to Sugar, even though as she got older she grew to be bigger than Sugar, she never outgrew her clingyness when she was worried, scared, or otherwise distressed by something.
Sighing she says in an almost whiny voice, [b]"Size don't matter...you...you're you and I'm me and it's home all over again.
who is she callin' crazy, I'll show her.. Sugarsnap says feeling a bit feisty, as she starts to roll up her sleeves.
"Sugar...wait..." She starts to says quietly, not wanting to draw even more attention to them, but Mr. Truffles is timely as ever and keeps her friend from doing something rash. Sugarsnap was really spunky, especially when it came to defending Frostine...but sometimes it caused trouble instead of solving it.
She breaths a sigh of relief momentarily as another scene is avoided, that is until she starts getting yelled at by the scary looking Knight.
Sugarsnap looks to Frostine with a sympathetic and comforting look, Its alright, some people are just too dense to understand magicSugarsnap looks to the warrior woman that like dandelions Hey, truffles is with me, and he is a boar not a pig, well technically he is a pig, but he really doesn't like being called a pig.
looking to Truffles she gives him a big hug, isn't that right truffles...wuffles
As everything seems to happen at once, Frostine looks at Sugarsnap after the Knight leaves, and even though everyone is around her and even though the Northwoman seems nice she can't keep the tremor out of her voice as she responds to Sugar. "I don't even understand it Goldi....how can I expect him....or anyone for that matter to understand what I myself can't?" Her cheeks turn bright red as she realizes that Sigrdrifa is still standing there.
Hearing Sugar starting to get defensive about Mr. Truffles snaps Frostine out of her embarrassed state for just a minute. Looking at Sugar she says, "She had no way of knowing that since I was the one trying to get Truffles away from the cat and started this whole mess in the first place."
Turning back to Sigrdrifa she says, "Sorry about the confusion...technically Mr. Truffles is her p....boar. Just kinda sensative about him being called a p-i-g.
Sigrdrífa gives Frostine an odd look, before looking further down at the halfling and the....boar. Smiling she leans in and whispers, "Alright...boar it is then...honestly I didn;t reaaly think about pigs having feelings."
She looks at Sugarsnap and tries to give her smile to let her know she's okay, but her body language and voice give her away to her long time friend as they usually do. "I'm sorry Goldi....I....I'm trying but, I just don't know if I can do this."
Looking back at Sigrdrífa she says, "I'm sorry for all the trouble...but....thank you. Sugarsnap keeps telling me I can do this...but maybe that knight is right...maybe I don't belong on this boat. Excuse me...." With that, she simply turns and walks away toward the railing of the ship to try and get away before she really embarrasses herself or Goldi with her ridiculous tears.
Why do I have to be such a cry baby?
Truffles wanders over next to Frostine and snuggles up beside her.
Snort?
Sugarsnap looks up to the big Viking like woman. Hi Sig..er..difa? I'm sorry can I just call you Sig? Anyway I am Lady Sugarsnap and the sensitive boar is Admiral Truffles. She extends her small hand up to greet the Northerner.
Sugarsnap backs up as Truffles attempts to break the tension.
I'll be keepin' my eye on you she mumbles, looking as intimidating as an adorable cute little halfling possibly could
"Anytime shorty!" Ellie sneers before storming off as far from the incompetent ice mage as she can manage.
A shirtless viking male, pushing through the throng, approaches Frostine, his long blonde hair coming down to his chest in several braids. "Excuse me, Lady of Frost, I couldn't help but notice that you were looking a little apprehensive. My name is Thorgr and I thought I could help."
"Anytime shorty!" Ellie sneers before storming off as far from the incompetent ice mage as she can manage.Sugarsnap backs up as Truffles attempts to break the tension.
I'll be keepin' my eye on you she mumbles, looking as intimidating as an adorable cute little halfling possibly could
Frostine visibly cringes from the girls barb.
A shirtless viking male, pushing through the throng, approaches Frostine, his long blonde hair coming down to his chest in several braids. "Excuse me, Lady of Frost, I couldn't help but notice that you were looking a little apprehensive. My name is Thorgr and I thought I could help."
Frostine pets Truffles while trying desperately not to cry. At the sound of the voice her hand freezes on Truffles head and her body stiffens. Trying to wipe her face nonchalantly she turns slowly around, "Ummm...I think I actually passed apprehensive a while back." Taking a deep breath to try and calm her already rattled nerves she looks down at the deck of the ship, "I'm pretty sure I've sailed right on past that to totally terrified...." She quickly closes her mouth....knowing that in her state she was likely to give something away.
Thorgr comes a little closer. "When I was a young boy, I was terrified of ships as well."
Truffles turns to look at the man and circles around apparently sniffing him
Snort... *sniff* *sniff* *sniff* Snort Snort
The man smells like wolf's blood to Truffles.
She looks down and smiles slightly at Truffles attentiveness. She sighs as she looks out across the water, her shoulders slumped slightly. After a few minutes she says, "It's not the ship...or just the ship. It's everything....I just....even though other people think I'm ready for this...maybe I'm not. Having ability, is not the same as being able to use it....at least not effectively without pissing off a bunch of people....even if it's on accident." She sighs again, "I...I just don't know. Not like I can really change my mind now can I?" She says sardonically.
Sugarsnap looks up to the big Viking like woman. Hi Sig..er..difa? I'm sorry can I just call you Sig? Anyway I am Lady Sugarsnap and the sensitive boar is Admiral Truffles. She extends her small hand up to greet the Northerner.
Sigrdrífa reaches down to exchange the greeting with a smile. "Well met Lady Sugarsnap, Sig will be fine."
Thorgr smiles. "Then you need to learn how to wield your talents. You can always change your mind about anything. The wind doesn't always blow in the same direction everyday, right?"
After the smell of blood on the man, truffles remembers the scents of a hunter.
Snort
Truffles runs over to Sugarsnap coming up next to her keeping an eye (well his good eye) on Thorgr
She smirks as Truffles goes off to inform Sugarsnap of the goings on. Catching Sugarsnaps attention she gives her a slight nod to let her know she's okay even though on the inside she feels like she could implode at any moment.
Getting a contemplative look on her face she says, "Well...it's just kinda hard to do when....well...it's just complicated." She sighs again, and props her chin on her hand while leaning against the railing. Her posture slightly relaxed knowing that sugarsnap would be over in a minute at the sign of any real trouble and so far things didn't seem too bad.
"People say that you can change your mind, your course at anytime....but sometimes there are things that can't be changed so easily. It's not always that simple." She frowns slightly as she looks out across the expanse of water, her grip tightening ever so slightly on the railing in front of her.
"It's simple, if you want it to be," Thorgr says. "Life is only complicated if you let it be. Every person has the ability to be honed into a strong, self-assured warrior. If you want it bad enough, you can have it."
She just nods, unable to trust herself to speak. Her hands tremble slightly as she tries to reign in her feelings and the slightest frost starts to form on the railing. Not wanting to cry out in her frustration she just bites down on the inside of her cheek. Stupid stupid stupid....what are you doing?
Thorgr gently puts a hand on Frostine's shoulder. "You are free to be what you want now. That's why you got on the boat, right?"
Pulling her hand away from the railing and sighs, "Honestly...I don't know what I want." She points to where sugarsnap and Truffles stand a little ways off, "She brought me here, Goldi said this would be "a good experience" for me and I trust her....with my life....so, despite being horribly freaked out...I got on the boat. And have done nothing but cause problems since.....as usual. It's what I'm good at....causing problems." She looks away, back out to the water and watches the waves.
"You have good friends. You'll find your footing soon enough, but, if you ever need to talk, I'll be around," Thorgr says, stepping away from Frostine and heading to another part of the ship.
She stands there in a kind of daze and nods, "Umm okay...thanks." Stunned and still feeling dazed at having actually had a conversation with someone that didn't end in her outright lying or getting sick all over them she sort of just stands there for a few minutes, a very confused look on her face.
Sigrdrífa takes in the exchange between her countryman and Frostine. The girl was absolutely terrified of almost everyone. She would have to look out for her and her friends.
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