<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">House of Ostergaard</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">Castle Ofertha</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://aidanmoher.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/the-huntress-by-s-ross-browne.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">Valkyr Thyra Ekundayo</span></span></div><br/><span style="color: #8040FF"><br/>"It took you long enough," </span>Thyra said as she approached Felix and Freya. She knew they likely would not come to the arena. Freya had a distaste for pretend battle. If there wasn't blood and glory, it wasn't anything worth watching. Thyra only agreed somewhat, but perhaps it was because the tournament helped her gain some respect and she could go through Ipale without harrassment. Freya didn't have to worry about that as much, as the woman was as alabaster as everyone else. Not to mention she always had her throwing ax displayed prominently for all to see.<br/><br/>Felix looked a bit exhausted and Freya didn't seem to be fairing much better.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Is the heat too much for you, sister?"</span>she teased, a fine brow cocking.<span style="color: #8040FF">"You two don't seem to be having much fun--I can see why Freya isn't," </span>she turned to look at Felix,<span style="color: #8040FF"> "but you? Aren't these the customs of your people?"</span>Felix let out a sigh, scratching his chin,<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"These are the customs of the mainland. Firth doesn't often get to participate as it takes much effort to get to the mainland." </span></span>Thyra gave a 'mhm' sound, clearly not impressed with Felix's excuse.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8040FF">"Let's go drink, then, and drown our poor spirits in better ones,"</span>She slapped both of them on the back, steering them towards an area of food and drink. Freya's sour mood was no stranger to her, though the woman tended to be softer towards her...but Felix? He was usually rather positive in spirits. She wondered what the two could have possibly talked about to cause such a drop in mood.