[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] Nidavellir 
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa flinched ever so slightly as she felt something rub up against her - only to look down and see that it was just Klara's cat. As much as her mind wanted to just wallow in self pity and self hatred, a disastrous combination, she couldn't help but smile ever so slightly at the cat. Animals were so pure and kind - they weren't malicious or evil or anything of that sort. They also didn't know if someone was being an idiot or not, so Runa felt like animals could never judge her. The cat didn't stop her though from digging her fingernails into her wrist. She had done it so often that she was almost numb to the action at this point. 

	Her eyes widened as Klara, without any warning picked up Nadia and threw her up into the air. The Utgard-Loki person was just laughing at them and Runa narrowed her eyes slightly. At the risk of sounding like an idiot and making a complete fool of herself, she spoke up. [color=#a81a75]"Can't we just ask someone else for directions?"[/color] Runa asked softly. [color=#a81a75]"Do we really need to get directions from that one specific dwarf?"[/color]