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 [@Leotamer] - Quill [@Rune_Alchemist] - Iva 
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Having dismounted the horse, Sveiand had led it through the Lyssian forest by foot and was nearly at the place in the wall where he knew an old entrance to the Knowledge God's realm had existed on one of his visits eons ago. He was examining the immense barrier when he heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned to see his sibling in his male humanesque visage. Before he could respond to the, as always, bizarre welcome, the follow diety had noticed his travel companion behind him, beside the horse.

A little romp?! The pale god of frost and snow gained colour in his cheeks for the second time that day. He could not help but glance at Gerald to judge his response at the comment before regaining his composure and returning to the face-less mask before him. His long memory summoned ancient emotions of when he'd thought such a thing was possible with the god of knowledge themselves.  Those many days planning, designing and constructing one of the greatest realms in existence. He had grown close to the clean obsessive figure before their interests in humans had diverged. The eternal, curious guest for the 'new' twisting the mind and actions of the one he remembered treasuring wonder and awe. While his relationship with humanity became one of lust, unfulfilled love and subsequent ambivalence. In his re-awoken curiosity for the world, he wondered if a romp was still possible with the god of knowledge... but doubted the interest would be returned.

He re-focused as Iva finished speaking. [color=6ecff6][i][b]“A pleasure as always you cranky librarian," [/b][/i][/color]he replied with a wry smile. He turned to the golden-eyed man with regret in his eyes. [color=6ecff6][i][b]“Gerald, I wish you all the luck in your quest. The tribes of White Dawn are the most knowledgeable of the Northern peoples. If anyone knows anything about an artifact anywhere near the Crown it will be them."[/b][/i][/color] He embraced the man before turning back to the large wall before him. [color=6ecff6][i][b]“Come on then you mind mage open a portal into that labyrinth of yours before the good tea is stewed and not brewed, let's leave this mortal to it..."[/b][/i][/color] He cast a sad smile back at... Gerald...