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[Log] West Haven
Characters: All on the road to West Haven
Open? Yep
Where: Starting at the gate of Schwanheim, on the way to and in West Haven
When: The 5th of Rebirth's Height
It was a clear morning, a touch warmer than the previous days, a sign that Rebirth was progressing along. For the more superstitious of Schwanheim's residents, it seemed a good omen for the heroes' journey to the unfortunate town of West Haven. Of course with how the weather of Rebirth ran, it might be pouring rain by the time they left the gates but that was Rebirth for ya.
[[OoC: this log will be split into 3 parts/sub threads. You don't have to tag the preparations or travel threads to arrive at West Haven.]]
Open? Yep
Where: Starting at the gate of Schwanheim, on the way to and in West Haven
When: The 5th of Rebirth's Height
It was a clear morning, a touch warmer than the previous days, a sign that Rebirth was progressing along. For the more superstitious of Schwanheim's residents, it seemed a good omen for the heroes' journey to the unfortunate town of West Haven. Of course with how the weather of Rebirth ran, it might be pouring rain by the time they left the gates but that was Rebirth for ya.
[[OoC: this log will be split into 3 parts/sub threads. You don't have to tag the preparations or travel threads to arrive at West Haven.]]
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It was reddened eyes that gazed back at him. With the hint of ice and storm, of fire and power and bright lines tracing the curves of Yggdrasil.
Brother-killer, he thought, and he flinched away, his breath sharp-inhaled. He buried the mirror deep, in a pocket, and held his hands tight in fists. Shaking. That she could confront him with the terrible truth, now, of all times --
Loki turned away. One breath, another, and then he had enough control to go.
If any seek him, they may find him with the horse that he has claimed as his. Forehead pressed against her neck, eyes closed tight.
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"It's all right. I've got you. Breathe deeply."
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