You trudge deep into the forest, seeking out the aid of the only person in town that you know can help you with your unique issue. You keep going until you spot the withered, dark wood cabin that acts as Odin's sanctuary- and shop. A one-eyed raven caws in place of a bell as you open the door and enter. Odin looks up from behind the counter, his gaze lingering in the most respectful manner he can muster, before he gives a shaky smile. "Hi. Um... welcome to my humble abode. How can I assist you?"
Comments
0No comments yet.