The Warrior Svala ||Loki Daughter|| {Yggdrasil Kingdom} [Order of Dreki]



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02/15/2017 

Rescuing Lofn Pt. 2
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Svala lead the way, careful to keep Lofn in position where if someone came at them she could toss her back. Lofn had been immobile for a while, control of her limbs was slow and jittery when coming back and giving her a weapon might mean Svala got hurt in the process, or worse Lofn would. Their steps echoed, sounding very different, Svalas boots scrapping against the ground and Lofns feet slapping the stone. They didnt meet any guards as they descended to the next floor, and it worried Svala but she kept silent on the matter. Down the corridor, to the next set of stairs that would take them back the way she had already cleared Svala noted the blue light emanating from one of the rooms but she made no moved for it sailing by. She had a mission, she was completing it, it was that simple. She was almost to the end of the corridor when she realized the slapping sound that matched her boots scraping had ceased. Turning quickly sword at the ready she saw Lofn, down the hall, looking into the room with the blue lights. The door was only cracked, the heavy stone left lazily ajar, but she was peering into it. "Lofn, come on," she urged but the woman took a step into the crack in the door making Svala swear under her breath. She jogged down to the door and peered in, muttering another more foul curse before she moved in pushing the heavy stone door shut behind them. 

Row after of blue liquid chambers lined the walls, all with beings inside of them. Svala stood back, amazed and horrified by what she saw. Lofn wasnt locked into place, she padded forward, hand touching the capsule that held very familiar faces. It took Svala moments more to step forward, her mind recovering as she filled the silence. "He has done this before, but nothing... this is on a scale i dont think anyone imagined," her voice trailed off as she thought for a moment. She knelt down, pulling a small scroll from her boot, wrapped around a vial. It was something she hadnt planned on using, didnt think she would need but communication under The Makers blanket of power was limited. Looking around the room she found a small desk and pulled free something to write with. On the scrap of paper she wrote her location, the plea to come alone, and then signed it to her cousin. Wrapping the paper back around the vial she set it on the table, crushing it with her closed fist. Green smoke billowed from the mess before the smoke cleared revealing her note gone, just a few pieces of glass on the table. "Not sure how we should deal with this so ive called for reinforcements. Well one, but this is his forte, he will know what to do." Svala moved back to Lofn, pulling free a small knife she had tucked down the front of her shirt, careful not to nick her check as the blade slide free of the leather sheath that was sewn into her clothes. "Here its not a sword but until your arms have more control this is best. Just in case. Someone gets close pike them like this," she demonstrated holding the blade sideways before adding, "It will go between ribs, and hurt like hell." They waited in the room, knowing her cousin would be able to follow the path of destruction she had left to where they were. And when they heard footsteps they braced, tense and ready to attack till Zilch pushed open the heavy door.

"I was going to complain you didnt leave me much to do on the way in, but i think this more then makes up for it," he said by way of greeting, his voice rough and deep. Svala snorted moving forward with a shrug, "I wanted to keep all the fun for myself but really, how do you contain something like this," she waved her hand behind her, Zilch scanning the room. He had been created and raised by the maker, an attempt to make the perfect soldier, with Thors powers and Lokis abilities. None of them had had more contact with The Maker. Lofn kept an eye on the tanks while Svala and Zilch talked through their options. It wasnt an easy task, and something like this could cause chaos in the city if word got out. "So taking them home isnt an option, what do we do?" she asked fixing her hair back into the knot on her head as he weighed their options. "Take them to Thyri. She has lands that are underpopulated at best, more likely only a couple still call the place home. She will have enough space to, well, house this until we figure out what his plans were with them. You take Lofn to Thyri, ill make sure the building is clear and then we will move this out." He motioned to the room behind them as Svala nodded. She went to Lofn, murmuring, "Lets get you someplace safe, and then we will deal with all of this." Lofn looked reluctant to move but the three of them left the room, the girls headed in one direction and Zilch in the other. Once outside of the parameters of The Makers keep it was little effort to get Lofn to Thyri's home.

Ending on a grassy bank with a blue coast in the distance Svala almost moved them towards an old stone castle, something that looked tired, with materials hugging the base of one side like there was some work being done. "Pretty sure we should go that way," Lofn said, drawing Svalas attention to what looked to be a cliff in the distance. Someone with dark hair stood there and they could only guess at this distance it was Thyri. Lofn pulled the cloak tighter around her as Svala lead the way up the slight incline to the bluff. Lofn hung back for a moment, as Svala pushed ahead, reaching Thyri first to explain their dramatic turn of events, and what they hoped she could do for them. The prospect of keeping them here would be dangerous, it would make Thyri a target, but they needed space and time. They knew when the marker made someone they were strong, he liked doing good work was likely his thought process, but this could be a blessing, an army, ready made by him but trained by them, nurtured with their ideals. "Ill stay, ill help, Zilch knows to bring them here, and once we get a healer to ensure they are well... this could work," She told Thyri as Lofn joined them. She looked just as eager as Svala sounded, and Svala thought they might have another student.

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