Almost as if on cue, Blaze and Flame arrive on deck. Gaul is shocked to hear Flame’s voice in his mind, to the point he that’s he almost doesn’t respond. Just before the connection is severed, he shoots back a message of his own.
Hold on to that one for now. It may prove useful later.
During this exchange, Gaul finishes his smoke and snuffs it out in a nearby mop bucket. He seems to be mulling around in his head for a starting point to his tale. After a long pause, he speaks.
“I was born on a planet called Earth, or, in the language of my people, Midgard. My father raised me by himself, and I was told my mother died during childbirth. On the day of my eighteenth birthday, my home was attacked by a frost giant and his pet bear. I survived, but my father did not.”
He pauses again, searching for the correct words to use. “My mother showed up after that. Turns out, her name is Thrud, and she’s the daughter of Thor himself. From that point, I spent the last ten years learning of my true heritage, and my place in the grand scheme of it all, only to have my entire family die mere days ago in the battle at the end of it all. I am the sole survivor of Ragnarok.”
Gaul strides toward Smough, his bag in hand. “I, Gaul, King of Asgard and last of the Aesir, gods of the Viking people, hereby beseech you and your crew to aid me and my companions in our journey.” Gaul reaches into the bag and pulls out a hammer. “Other than this hammer, I offer all of the artifacts of my people as payment, both for the gem you hold and your assistance.”
He holds out his hand. “What say you, Admiral?”
Hold on to that one for now. It may prove useful later.
During this exchange, Gaul finishes his smoke and snuffs it out in a nearby mop bucket. He seems to be mulling around in his head for a starting point to his tale. After a long pause, he speaks.
“I was born on a planet called Earth, or, in the language of my people, Midgard. My father raised me by himself, and I was told my mother died during childbirth. On the day of my eighteenth birthday, my home was attacked by a frost giant and his pet bear. I survived, but my father did not.”
He pauses again, searching for the correct words to use. “My mother showed up after that. Turns out, her name is Thrud, and she’s the daughter of Thor himself. From that point, I spent the last ten years learning of my true heritage, and my place in the grand scheme of it all, only to have my entire family die mere days ago in the battle at the end of it all. I am the sole survivor of Ragnarok.”
Gaul strides toward Smough, his bag in hand. “I, Gaul, King of Asgard and last of the Aesir, gods of the Viking people, hereby beseech you and your crew to aid me and my companions in our journey.” Gaul reaches into the bag and pulls out a hammer. “Other than this hammer, I offer all of the artifacts of my people as payment, both for the gem you hold and your assistance.”
He holds out his hand. “What say you, Admiral?”