[The moment Eric had found out he'd been paired up with someone called Sif he'd been a mixture of confused, disappointed and the faintest hint of outrage. As far as he was concerned Sif was one of the many Goddesses who take care of the earth, in Norse mythology at least... which wasn't the end of the world considering he wasn't a huge subscriber to the Norse pantheon.
Insulted, until he found a woman clad entirely in armor that looked decidedly ancient and apart of their world. In fact... she looked faintly Norse, if one could say someone looked that way. The armor seemed to fit in that regard, looking of the era. He'd witnessed enough memories of those times to know what would've been the fashion at the time and well, he was tired of searching and this was as safe a bet as any.
He walks over towards the bar, settles himself on a stool and turns to her.] Now I hate to pry but I absolutely must ask... your name wouldn't happen to be Sif would it? [His head hurt thinking about it.]
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Insulted, until he found a woman clad entirely in armor that looked decidedly ancient and apart of their world. In fact... she looked faintly Norse, if one could say someone looked that way. The armor seemed to fit in that regard, looking of the era. He'd witnessed enough memories of those times to know what would've been the fashion at the time and well, he was tired of searching and this was as safe a bet as any.
He walks over towards the bar, settles himself on a stool and turns to her.] Now I hate to pry but I absolutely must ask... your name wouldn't happen to be Sif would it? [His head hurt thinking about it.]