[ Having been too absorbed with the idea that Gods were present here, that perhaps he was witnessing a power used by Thor, Floki almost completely missed the fact there was a Dragon coming into land nearby. Sure, the impending shadow had been noticed, though with the Dragon being as obsidian as the night sky and as fast as a soaring arrow, Floki shrugged it off as an elemental factor. He was far more focused on that fence, well, that is until a warning voice called out to him.
Turning, looking the young male over his curious eyes soon zoomed in on the contraption he was using to walk on. How ingenious! Clasping his hands together, giving a little twitch of a jump and chuckling under his breath, Floki left the flickering fence alone, for now. ]
What is that?
[ Squatting down beside the stranger's side, reaching out and grabbing the mechanical foot, careful not to knock the boy off balance. He started to move the joints, twisting them and tapping on them with his knuckles. Taking the Atz from its holster on his side, Floki gave it a rap and tap, seeing how strong and solid it was. He was about to lift the boy's leg and give his fake foot a good old gnaw with his teeth when he finally noticed the strangers flying companion watching on curiously and concerned.
Floki fell backwards into the mud. His painted eyes wide in both amazement and disbelief! Lifting a hand, placing his index finger against his forehead then sliding it down in line with the length of his nose, wriggling his other digits quickly before pressing a knuckle to his lips. The closest thing to a religious gesture Floki made. ]
Fafnir! By the Gods, a real Ormr! Serpent of legends!
[ Floki was in awe, sitting in the mud, smearing it over his face in his strange prayer. If this was a real Dragon then... Then the boy must be... ]
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Turning, looking the young male over his curious eyes soon zoomed in on the contraption he was using to walk on. How ingenious! Clasping his hands together, giving a little twitch of a jump and chuckling under his breath, Floki left the flickering fence alone, for now. ]
What is that?
[ Squatting down beside the stranger's side, reaching out and grabbing the mechanical foot, careful not to knock the boy off balance. He started to move the joints, twisting them and tapping on them with his knuckles. Taking the Atz from its holster on his side, Floki gave it a rap and tap, seeing how strong and solid it was. He was about to lift the boy's leg and give his fake foot a good old gnaw with his teeth when he finally noticed the strangers flying companion watching on curiously and concerned.
Floki fell backwards into the mud. His painted eyes wide in both amazement and disbelief! Lifting a hand, placing his index finger against his forehead then sliding it down in line with the length of his nose, wriggling his other digits quickly before pressing a knuckle to his lips. The closest thing to a religious gesture Floki made. ]
Fafnir! By the Gods, a real Ormr! Serpent of legends!
[ Floki was in awe, sitting in the mud, smearing it over his face in his strange prayer. If this was a real Dragon then... Then the boy must be... ]
... Sigurðr? The famouse hero?