[center][h3]Valthyr[/h3][/center]
[sub]Location: In the woods
Interacting with: Ivor ([@Beard Dad])
Mentions: Sya ([@PrinceAlexus]), Ayel ([@Dezuel]), Flynn ([@The Muse])[/sub]
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At first, the giant wolf jerked and twisted his fur-clad head to try and see who had actually dared to grab him like that, but after the first surge of adrenaline (and anger) was over, he realized that there was only one who might have pulled that kind of thing off anyway. It didn't make Valthyr dislike it any less, but at least this Ivor guy had had the gratitude of telling about where they were headed to. At some point the wolf even started putting his feet back on the ground to help the giant support him.

And yet he still growled when released, showing off the set of teeth that could have snapped off a man's arm in one or two bites. Everybody had already seen him naked, so no hesitance to shift back to human for some talking due to that. The real reason why the druid waited for a few moments was because he'd lose all the protective fluff!

[color=yellow]"You blithering..."[/color] What kind of word should he even throw at Ivor ? 'Idiot' sounded a bit too harsh now that he had had the entire, slow stroll towards the forest worth of time to try and think himself into the other man's position. Still it had to be something harsh because the sheer amount of blunders was just pretty obvious! [color=yellow]"...anomalous... mountain!"[/color] The words were gurgled again at first, then slowly returned to normal. Sadly though, the freezing cold now crept in just as quickly and made his next words accompanied by mild shuddering.

[color=yellow]"Do you even realize what you've done ? Do you really think I'd be such an idiot to sink my teeth into this malicious retard ? I merely wanted to cuddle him so he'd go away and stop pestering us, but now that I couldn't do that he will [i]think[/i] that I wanted to kill him and yes, I am sure he will try and talk to the prince himself about this, his 'bestest friend'. He already tried that yesterday while it was [i]me[/i] who helped protect this place from some blight born creature while looking for the killer of this elderly soldier!"[/color]

Valthyr could feel the temperature sapping his warmth. That happening to his feet for a day was one thing, but to his entire body was something entirely different and a lot, lot worse. Was it even more cold today than before ?

[color=yellow]"Who thinks will make Sya's chair once I am in jail for something I didn't do just because the big mistake of carrying the idea of 'nobility'[/color] -- Valthyr committed to a quite vitriolic gesture at this point -- [color=yellow]over to this place was made ? While it was meant to be the shattering of old, worn-out traditions that didn't age well otherwise, of course! I find that rather disappointing, you don't ? And now this Ayel has all the time to throw insults at Sya as well by the way because neither you nor I are left to just force him to stop by means he will understand. Great!"[/color]

By now, the decrease of a certain environmental parameter had reached Valthyr's reproductive organs which made him try and shield them by crossing his flat hands in front of them. He had not really been shouting before, but from this point onwards it became increasingly difficult to even just understand him through all the shaky movements.

[color=yellow]"You could have had at least the idea of taking my clothes along with me, then I would not have to do the woodcutting completely naked and have the most infernal cold afterwards. Not to mention that walking around naked in town will make me a laughing stock at best and a complete idiot on average. Now will you at least just wait for me to get that tree over there down ? Yes you could probably just tear it down but what am I going to do with a piece of shattered trunk ?"[/color]

Presenting his rear end towards Ivor for the lack of alternatives, Valthyr tried to get to work the best he could. His hand ploughed through the snow in search of anything that felt like a rock, but his fingers were turning numb so quickly that first few items he dug up were nothing but dirt falling apart. He then finally found a small rock and slammed it into the tree's bark. Never before had he cared less about a permit to do what he'd do now. The carvings started to glow in a dim, violet hue almost as quickly as he made them. He formed a circle around the tree's stem, but at an angle.

Then there was nothing left to do but wait. [i]Very impatiently.[/i] The druid sat down onto the ground were some loose bushwork still clang to life, then tried to make himself as small and huddled up as possible. [color=yellow]"Do me a favor and give me back that fur that Ayel tossed at me. I disapprove of you repaying your life debts by grabbing me throughly enough that I think you owe me something!"[/color]

Meanwhile, the first suspicious sounds could be heard from the tree. Beneath the carvings, the wood appeared to deteriorate in a very thin layer across the trunk.

[color=yellow]"Just wait, it'll slide off and topple over by itself at some point. Can talk about that kind of magic later if you wish..."[/color]