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❝ WELL !! ❞ he exclaims jovially.  ❝ this is exciting !! For once I’M not the one who did it !! ❞ He flips his hair and gestures dramatically to the pile of charred bodies before them. What kind ? Not sure. Too char broiled to tell at a glance, he’ll have to get in there to see if anything distinguishing survived. What’s important that HE DIDN’T DO IT and he’s NOT GOING TO GET IN TROUBLE FOR IT.

  THE LANDS OF SVARTALFHEIM ARE NOT A PLACE THAT EVEN THE MIGHTY THOR TREADS LIGHTLY —— ’tis a fae realm, haunted and mysterious, beautiful in its own right but full of magic, and that is enough to make him UNEASY.  Still, he has come here for a reason —— any disturbance in realms pull the attention of their guardians —— but that VOICE sends a curdle of sour rage deep in his gut, and he turns swift upon the speaker.   ❛ Malekith —— ❜   His mouth twists.   ❛ I do not sneak, ❜  growls he.   ❛ That is for those of us who prefer creeping in the shadow. ❜

It was true that he was not very fond of Windhelm, in fact he had hoped to never see this dreadful place again after he adopted his daughter, but the Dragonborn had business and he obliged to go along with them.  They tell him to relax for a while, wander a bit if he chooses, so he does. He finds himself wandering towards market square, walking up to a general goods stall next to a dunmer, before inspecting the items laid before him.

sorry i dont speak worm

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