Brynhild Ingouf (

"Well I was going to say less alive. But that works." She chuckled softly, because she wasn't exactly human was she? The description fit. But so did a great many. None she would deny.

Bryn decided she would wait, till one of them yielded, to get the details on his weapons. She knew the one she held, almost as well as she knew its iron lookalike. But rather than take the stalking path she had before, she decided head on was the best way to go. Her stance shifted to one that was more solid. Ready to give, and take, whatever came. Something she had done for hundreds of years.

But this wasn't battle. She'd wait until his stance changed.

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