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My work is finished! Look, come and look at what Floki has done.

[ It might be cold out and not everyone might be feeling as warm and friendly as Floki is but that's not stopping him showing off his handy work.

Floki holds his phone so that the camera focuses on a handful of small, stone engravings he's created. There is one for all of the Gods here in Hadriel... Well, there is one missing but he'll get to that in a moment. ]

They are runes. Beautiful runes to worship the Gods, the wonderful Gods of Hadriel!

[ That's right, Floki is normally full of hatred and spite towards them, however, he was feeling overwhelmed with joy, kindness and love towards them for once. Though, he needed a little help. ]

Can you see which is which?

[ Holding them up individually, one by one as proud as punch with the outcome. ]

Though, my friends, I am having trouble with the last one. I don't know what Love looks like. I have never seen them, not like I have the others and I don't want to insult them...

[ Chewing his thumb anxiously. ]

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Will you tell Floki that the craftsmanship of those stones is stunning.
Fine work.

Love is finding that perfect match.
The person who knows the difference between Extra Old Bitto and Caciocavallo Podolico.
That's what love looks like.

You have weird standards for romance.

I... I don't understand a lot of what you're saying. What is an Extra Old Bitto and Caciocavallo Podolico?

[ He's smiling though, a little bashful. Compliments on his handy work are always taken humbly. ]

So it looks like completion then? A perfectly fitting part?

Why not make your own symbol for them?

Worship is worship, and Gods tend to like it so long as it's praiseworthy. Intentions and belief mean a great deal in these matters-- or so I'm told.

[They don't mean everything, of course. But a great deal.]

[ Floki thinks over the words for a moment. He'd not thought of making his own version of the Gods, he'd simply made a likeness of them. This was a good idea, this allowed him to be as creative as he wished. ]

Yes, yes, Floki agrees! So long as it is flattering and beautiful then I can make my own, can not? And, isn't that what love is anyway? Something beautiful and complimenting?

[ Sharon has fallen into a bit of a similar state of mild adoration of the gods'. She's aware of how odd it is but there can be no denying it. ]

These are pretty cool. I bet most of them would appreciate them a little if they were here. [ And it makes her upset that they're not all here and that they're missing and... Ugh. ] And I don't know what you would create to represent Love. People in my world like to use hearts to represent all things love.

[ That's good to know! At least it's not just Floki then. He'll be spitting feathers when he realizes he's been tricked. But for now, at least, he's content in his ignorance. ]

A heart? Of all things, a heart? How strange... The only time we Northmen show heart is on the battlefield when exposed by an axe Te-heh!

[ Floki things it over for a moment longer. ]

Though I can see how it could represent love, it's where you feel it at least.

Exactly. You could also create a rune based around something you love which I think would represent Love well, too.

Make something that symbolizes how love feels.

How it feels? Hmm...

[ Floki pauses for a long moment, trying to think of how it feels to him. ]

It- It feels like winning a great battle! Like supping ale at Oden's table! Like- Like a fire burning through our whole~ body, right to the tips of your hairs!

Why the fuck would you make them shrines?

[No! He trusted you. Why are you taking their side?]

Why wouldn't I? Are they not magnificent Gods to behold? Don't they deserve worship and adoration?

[ Oh boy... Floki's frowning at you Pratt, questioning him like that- And he thought you were friends. ]

The fuck is wrong with you?

They're blasphemers and false prophets and you of all people should know that.

Love is like a fire, isn't it? Sometimes warm like a cheerful hearth and at other times, an inferno that cannot be ignored. (Not that she would know.)

[ Floki's eyes grow wide as he listens to the young woman describe love. Everything she said felt true. It was like she really understood. ]

It is! Like wildfire through the thickets. An uncontrolled force both beautiful and terrifying all at once.

[ He's lost for a moment while pondering, excuse him. ]

But, how does Floki make such a thing take form, hmm? That is what I wish to know and to do.

(She has been in love, yet, so far, she has not been loved - romantically, at least - in return.)

It can blind you to all reason. When you finally see reality, it isn't always pleasing.

(There are scars on her back and her legs to prove it.)

You must find a good match for you. Don't just fall for a pretty face.

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