[hr][hr][center][b][h3][color=#a81a75]Runa Johansson[/color][/h3][/b][img]https://i.postimg.cc/7YrrpX7R/moodboard-Runa.png[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Hotel Valhalla - Floor Twenty One: Runa's Room
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Klara didn't look like a daughter of Thor to her. She had seen some of the Marvel movies in theaters and pictured Thor as pretty much looking like Chris Hemsworth. Runa would have expected the daughter of Thor to be blonde - maybe to look like Tom Hiddleston in a blonde wig with some makeup on. Nadia said that her father was Frey, the God of Summer. Again, Nadia wasn't what she would have expected either - she imagined that the child of a summer good would look a bit more like a hippie. Both Nadia and Klara just looked like normal undead viking warriors... as normal as that could be, at the very least. 

	Runa was more interested though in hearing about Balder's fate. He had been slain then by his brother. In her vision - or whatever it had been as she died - the gatekeeper had warned her that she wouldn't find Balder there. Maybe it was a literal message, the gatekeeper claiming that Balder wasn't in that icy, cold, and miserable afterlife. Or maybe it was more of a threat, a warning that if she went to look for him there, she would be stopped. But if Balder was her father, then what Nadia said about him being dead for a long time couldn't be true. He had to be alive at least when Runa was conceived about seventeen years ago. She doubted seventeen years would qualify as a long time to Nadia, since Klara apparently had been dead for centuries. 

	[color=#a81a75]"I wouldn't mind a tour,"[/color] Runa answered, still deep in thought. [color=#a81a75]"If you guys are busy though, you don't have to... I don't want to be a burden."[/color] Her Norwegian accent was a little bit thicker now, as she was focusing less on her words and more on her thoughts.