Folkvangr

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The goddess and Ottarl began making their way back to the familia residence, with me following them quietly, worried that any noise might disturb them.


I was surprised when the goddess turned to me and asked, "Why did you come to Orario?" Her curious look prompted me to reflect on my response. While I considered giving an answer like most adventurers might, I felt it was wrong to lie to a goddess. Instead, I revealed my true intentions: "I want to become a hero like the ones in the epic stories my grandpa always told me about."


Feeling my cheeks warm with embarrassment, I quickly looked away to avoid making eye contact with the goddess and Ottarl. The goddess seemed astonished and said, "Wow, you have big aspirations! But don't worry, I can help you become a hero." Then she smiled slyly, a subtle but sinister expression that only Ottarl seemed to notice.


Upon hearing her words, a warm smile spread across my face. In that moment, I felt a surge of determination rising within me. I was filled with a newfound resolve to become a hero and to faithfully represent my goddess in all that I do.


We soon arrived at the grand familia home, and Ottarl announced with a sense of pride, "This is Folkvangr, the home of Freya Familia." I was taken aback by the sheer scale and magnificence of the residence, which loomed before us like a majestic fortress. As we approached the entrance, I could see two vigilant guards positioned by the gate, their expressions resolute, ready to welcome visitors. With a subtle nod from Ottarl, the guards swung open the heavy, intricately carved gate, inviting us into the vast and beautifully landscaped grounds that lay beyond.

Freya brushed aside Ottarl's presence with a casual wave of her hand, her demeanor transforming as she focused her attention on me. "You look exhausted," she observed gently, her voice laced with genuine concern. A warm smile spread across her face, inviting reassurance.She took my hand and led me down a dimly lit corridor, the faint scent of lavender hanging in the air. When we reached a cozy extra room, she pushed the door open with a soft creak, revealing a haven of comfort.


The warm glow of a bedside lamp cast a soft light throughout the space, illuminating the inviting colors of the walls and the plush bedding. "It's been a long night; you deserve some rest," she said kindly, gesturing toward the neatly made bed, with fluffy pillows and a comforting blanket perfectly arranged, ready for restful slumber. The atmosphere was tranquil, promising a respite from the night's weariness.


As I stepped into the new room, I was struck by its size and decor. It was much larger and more elegantly furnished than the cramped inn room I had stayed in previously. Plush bedding adorned the spacious bed, and carefully arranged furniture added a touch of warmth and character to the space. Moonlight filtered through the large windows, casting a bright glow across the room, making it feel inviting and comfortable. I couldn't help but think to myself how fortunate I was to have found such a nice goddess.

As the goddess spoke to me, her voice was calming and serene, urging me to have a peaceful night's rest. "Tomorrow, you will receive your falna," she said, her words filling me with anticipation. A smile spread across my face as I whispered to myself, "My very own status." Excitement bubbled within me, and I could hardly wait for the dawn to arrive.

The goddess smiled gently, wishing me goodnight. As she enveloped me in a warm embrace, her presence felt both comforting and ethereal. After a lingering moment, she stepped back, her eyes twinkling softly. With a graceful motion, she turned and closed the door behind her, leaving me in the hushed stillness of the room.

As I lay on the bed, a warm flush crept across my cheeks, recalling the enchanting encounter with the goddess. Her ethereal presence lingered in my mind, the memory of her gestures and whispers stirring a whirlwind of emotions within me.

As fatigue washed over me, I surrendered to the soft embrace of sleep, my mind wandering through the endless possibilities that awaited as an adventurer.












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