Rebirth Decline 7 - Orb 4

[shorterinperson]

[ Alanna, having returned from her magical adventure in the Old City, sits in the tavern. ]

I have been here nearly a month. In that short time the moon shattered into a million pieces, a curse put half the girls in the village to sleep, a horrible beast threatened the town, and the thorns have started moving faster. On top of that, there have been two celebrations, neither of which ended particularly well. We've accomplished much, but we haven't made even a dent in the thorns.

I miss my husband, my children, my home. If we ever want to be free of this place, we need to focus on the matter at hand.

We need a plan.

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[thoreal]

[A beat; he almost relaxes, but not quite.] Now you sound like my brother.

[shorterinperson]

[ She bristles. ]

Forgive me for being concerned that you may be our only chance at freedom from this imprisonment.

[thoreal]

I meant no insult, my lady. [He flashes a Thor smile, bright and reassuring, but then grows serious again.]

I have not yet seen the extent of the damage these thorns can do, perhaps. Is it truly so bad?

[shorterinperson]

They can devour entire villages seemingly overnight. They travel at alarming speeds, and are control by someone of something that knows nothing but hunger. And they are the task we have been burdened with.

[thoreal]

[A king listens, he thinks. A king considers. He nods slowly.]

Then I will consult the other heroes right away. I must speak with Sif again, but-- I promise you this: we will soon ride out against them.

[shorterinperson]

[ That at least is encouraging. ]

I would love nothing more.