Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190216061123/@comment-27049835-20190217023303

"Very bad. I'd wager this is even worse than if Hrid was here. Fjorm and I aren't on the friendlinest of terms, not at all." Loki whispered to Peri.

"Leave us." Fjorm commanded to the guards as soon as her eyes locked with Loki's. The guards left cautiously. "Loki. You either have immeasurable bravery coming here....or immeasurable recklessness and idiocy. Were I a harsher queen, you'd be put to death on sight. What do you want?"

"I was sent by Eir, the princess of Hell. I do believe she made contact with your sister?" Loki asked.

"Yes, I was told by Gunnthra of this Eir. If you truly mean what you say, this information might be invaluable. What were you sent to tell me?" Fjorm responded, eyes narrowed.

"I was told to order you to take your troops to the Nifl-Muspell border and meet up with Queen Laevatein. There, you'll hopefully be sent to the underworld to battle Hel's army."

"Understood. Begone, Loki. Looking at you for a second more might make me change my decision to let you go." Fjorm closed her eyes in an attempt to ease her mind, throwing the trio their weapons back.