test drive / milliways

[gods_that_haunt_me]

A tall, lanky man, seemingly made up entirely of long lines and angles, wanders into the bar through the back door.

He's been out all day, exploring the forest. Listening to the trees.

(They were quite talkative.)

The waitrats scatter as he crosses the room. They probably don't like the hatchet tucked into his belt. Or the knife. Or the sword.

He snickers at their fright. He's harmless! Really!

(No, he isn't.)

"Lady Bar, a cup of mead, if you please," he says in Old Norse. A horn cup appears, and he takes a swig.

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[gods_that_haunt_me]

"If they do not find a way here, then I will tell them you are alright," he insists, nodding eagerly, squeezing her hands.

"I can say you came to me in a dream. I have many dreams, so who is to say that you would not appear in one of them?"

[like_quicksilver]

He could do that. Everyone said that Floki was touched by the gods, and this wouldn't exactly be a lie either.

"You could do both. You could tell them, and if they do find a door here, then either of us could tell them about this place, and they can visit whenever they find a door."

Milliways could do that easily. This was a place where the dead and living could visit. "I like trying the new foods and drink here. Athelstan introduced me to hot chocolate. The taste is sweet, like honey, but it makes me feel hyper, not like drinking mead."