[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 21
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa wasn't really comfortable with people asking her permission to go off and do things. She was the least experienced of them all. They had known they were demigods for a long time and they had gotten used to things in Valhalla. Runa only really brought to the table her knowledge of Wicca and its slight correlations with mythology - although, she supposed the myths weren't really myths now. Her only qualifications for this were that she apparently was the child of a missing god and she had been designated via prophecy for this effort. Her one and only encounter with the supernatural had resulted in her death. The mission seemed doomed to fail. 

	The universe was going to end and Runa could only blame herself. 

	[color=#a81a75]"Erm, please go ahead?"[/color] she told Lara. Arnora reiterated the plan and Runa tried to have confidence in it, rather than a horrid sense of overwhelming anxiety. There weren't any belongings that she needed to get. She had the only two possessions she owned on her - the jacket that doubled as armor and the magic staff. She had no idea what else they would need. Did dead people need to eat? She supposed they did, since they were feasting, but maybe that was just out of a sense of routine? Would they need changes of clothes? A GPS? [color=#a81a75]"... I have no idea what supplies we need..."[/color] she then added quietly, looking at Klara.