Jackben
bitch I'm taking calls.
((Oh you son of a...))
Reaching out a tentative hand, Niko hesitates in making contact with Yggdrasil, his hand hovering over the bark as it senses the overwhelming power of the divine magics like a sixth sense. He would like dearly to retrieve his dagger and take a sample of the tree with him, but the solemn mood of the village and the sacred way they treat the site tell him that is not a clever idea. That and the frozen visage of Odin instills some fear in the sorcerer, not completely superstitious given the radiation of power emanating from the fledgling goddess tree. The elven stranger's words explain much of what he hoped to know, and some things he wished he didn't...
Swallowing, he suppresses his natural reaction to the news with a careful nod. "We have other tasks on this island that demand our attention, some of which may be important to preserving the sanctuary of your village. We won't overstay our welcome. However..." He gestures back toward the village.
"How do you know this young child is...ready for such a task? Our companion, Baldur, prodigal son of Odin by his own words, is a powerful druid. Perhaps he might persuade the village to spend some time with the young one to assess his ability?"
The sorcerer does not waver as he awaits the village prophet's response. Ozzy fidgets nervously around Niko's shoulder, peeking around the back of his neck with a nervous twitch.
Reaching out a tentative hand, Niko hesitates in making contact with Yggdrasil, his hand hovering over the bark as it senses the overwhelming power of the divine magics like a sixth sense. He would like dearly to retrieve his dagger and take a sample of the tree with him, but the solemn mood of the village and the sacred way they treat the site tell him that is not a clever idea. That and the frozen visage of Odin instills some fear in the sorcerer, not completely superstitious given the radiation of power emanating from the fledgling goddess tree. The elven stranger's words explain much of what he hoped to know, and some things he wished he didn't...
Swallowing, he suppresses his natural reaction to the news with a careful nod. "We have other tasks on this island that demand our attention, some of which may be important to preserving the sanctuary of your village. We won't overstay our welcome. However..." He gestures back toward the village.
"How do you know this young child is...ready for such a task? Our companion, Baldur, prodigal son of Odin by his own words, is a powerful druid. Perhaps he might persuade the village to spend some time with the young one to assess his ability?"
The sorcerer does not waver as he awaits the village prophet's response. Ozzy fidgets nervously around Niko's shoulder, peeking around the back of his neck with a nervous twitch.