Corrie smiles at Sig. "I try my best."
Woden turns to Dagmarr. "You'll encounter the dead, but not in the sense that many think. There are no zombies or skeletons lying in wait down there, but those who have passed on and live their lives in the cold, emptiness. Not everyone will regard you as an enemy, but those who serve Loki most likely will. You should seek Hel's counsel, if she has not been made to forget everything like the other gods."
"I suppose that's a little better than what I expected," Thorgr says.
"I suppose we can finish eating and get a move on," Jerrica says, taking a bite of eggs.
She gives his arm a little reassuring pat before going back to her breakfast sandwich and fruit with cheese. She takes a couple drinks of her chocolate milk while looking over at Jerrica and gives her a nod, her mouth too occupied with food at the moment to speak.
"We'll whatever we face, we'll be ready!" Sig says confidently as she continues eating.
"If Lady Hel has forgotten herself, we will do all in our power to restore her." Dagmarr says solemnly.
She nods in agreement as she finishes her sandwich and continues working on her apple and cheese while peeling an orange.
"I know you will," Woden says, using his spear to stand. "Ready, everyone?"
"Aye," Thorgr says.
"Well, as soon as we get our armor on and such," Jerrica says.
Swallowing the last bit of food as they finish up, she quickly gulps down the last of her milk. Wiping her face with a napkin she says, "Give me just a second to change." Closing her eyes her long blue nightgown becomes a deep burgundy sun dress with short lacy sleeves. Smiling she runs to their room and pulls on her boots before getting their packs and meeting the others back in the main room, "Okay...I'm ready...now." She says a bit out of breath.
"Yes, we'll go get our armor on and head over to get our newly enchanted weapons." Sig says getting up.
"I need only collect and don my armor My Lord" Dagmarr says with a small bow.
Jerrica heads to the bedroom to get ready, taking Sig's hand in hers.
Thorgr goes and gets his armor on. He paces in the main room with anticipation.
Seeing Thorgr pacing she goes to him and puts her arms around him, "Hey...everything is going to be alright."
"I know," Thorgr says, holding Frostine.
With her arms around him she leans her head into him, "So...just feeling nervous I guess? That's okay if you are....I think we're all a little nervous but the important thing is to realize that we're all in this together and we're here for each other. Nothing can overcome us if we stand together as one." She says stretching up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss.
"We are travelling down the paths that only the gods truly know, so, yes, I am nervous," Thorgr admits.
She nods, "I know...and I understand. I'm a little nervous too....but I know, in my heart, that everything will be okay as long as we're together." She says a little more quietly as she looks up into his face.
Thorgr smiles. "I know we'll be alright as long as we're together."
He stoops down to give Frostine a tender kiss. "The waiting is killing me though."
Thorgr lets out a nervous laugh before going to the couch to sit down.
She swoons slightly from the kiss before going to join him on the couch, "Patience my love. We'll be heading out just as soon as everyone is ready and we get what we need from Tyr and Eir." Sitting next to him she rubs his back to try and calm him.
Following her lover to their room Sig flashes Jerrica a cocky grin. "Ready to see what other adventure lies in store for us love?" she asks.
"I guess," Jerrica says with a faux sigh as she puts on her armor. "Not like we can stay naked in bed for the rest of our lives."
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Sig grins as she dons her own armor. "New life goal! Obtain enough fame and money so that we can afford to lie naked in bed all day and hire adventurers to do stuff."
"Oh, that is a wonderful idea!" Jerrica says, cinching her belt.
"It's agreed then." Sig says slipping her throwing axes into her belt and walking across the room to give her love a gentle squeeze.
Jerrica smiles as they head out to rejoin the others. "Is Dagmarr ready?"
"Looks that way." Sig sasy as they walk out to find the cleric standing next to Woden with her gear.
Dagmarr looks up as the others return. "No armor to put on yet." she says with a small smile.
"Ah, we better fix that," Thorgr says, opening the door.
She smiles and shrugs, "I'm ready too since I don't really wear armor or anything."
"Then it looks as if we're ready." Dagmarr says heading out the door.
She just nods as she follows them out the door.
Corrie waits for everyone to exit the house before she follows, becoming a bird once more. Corrie flies up and lands on Frostine's shoulder, the cottage disappearing again. Woden leads the way to Eir's place. The goddess emerges with a small box. "It isn't much, but it should help."
"Thank you, Eir," Jerrica says. "These should come in handy."
"Aye, the gift is much appreciated," Thorgr says.
"And off we go. She hath need of her wits who wanders wide. Sig says quietly to herself, speaking a line of viking poety
Eir gives the group a smile as you leave and head to Tyr's. "Your weapons and armor are ready."
He returns with your gear, as shiny as the day you bought them.
"Damn fine work!" Sig says feeling the increased balance and heft on her axe. "But then again it would be foolish to expect any less."
Thorgr takes his sword and gives it a couple of swings. "Indeed, this is fine work."
Jerrica nods. "This feels lighter. I like it."
Tyr nods. "I am glad you are happy with them. May they serve you well."
Fisnishing adjusting the fastenings on her chain shirt, Dagmarr nods. "It definitely feels more...secure. Thank you My Lord, we will definitely put them to good use.
Frostine patiently waits her turn, curious to see what he might have made for her.
Tyr produces an amulet in the shape of a leaf. "This might help you. It's not much, really."
Frostine takes the amulet from him and brushes her fingers over the delicate work, "It's beautiful. Thank you Tyr, I love it." She says as she puts it around her neck.