"So you're looking for Fáfnir, aye?" Replies the fisherman
Bolverkr: "I hear he is fond of precious metals, gold to be precise. How about even some for you, bar guy?"
The barkeep takes the gold. Then in response "I don't know an exact location but a buddy of mine might know that and more. Head to the town of Heimili , and you should find all the information you need and like I said more than that. His name is Grim."
Bolverkr heads to the town of Heimili
Meanwhile at the ports of Makar, Grendel Head of House Williams and her daughter Farris conversate about the coming war
"So mother what exactly is our place in this war?" Asked Farris
Grendel responds "From what the king has told me we will attack The South from the sea this time around. A full on assault were the words the King used."
A shipwright walks up to Grendel "The ships are almost done milady and ready for sea departure"
Farris says "We wouldn't have to fix them if that damn big snake didn't mess them up entering the sea"
Grendel responds "Shush child I am quite sure we will need that "snake" as you want to call it"
Farris says "I'm go for a walk mother get some of the fresh breeze of the winds of the sea"
Grendel "Alright dear" as she continues her business with her shipwrights
Walking along the coast of Makar's bay Farris enjoys the fresh breeze "I wonder what your up to Malakas? I can't seem to get you off my mind ever since you beat me in that damn tourney." With dreamy eyes
Bolverkr arrives in Heimili, at a bar
"Barkeep!" Bolverkr says as he raises his hand. "If I could get your finest pint of ale and maybe a conversation"
Barkeep replies "Your pint and what conversation would you want from me big guy?"
Bolverkr appearance is best described as a large physically built man with balck and red long shoulder length hair whom wore a hooded cloak in all black and black boots as well. Serving as the right-hand to Chaos. Never really taking off his hood. Not even Malakas or anyone of Makar has seen his face just a hooded man dawning red evilish eyes but a man does in factive under that hood a dangerous calculated man.
Bolverkr replies "I am looking for a man named Grim"
Barkeep says "Aye right over there that he is, that wee drunk fella over there, is Grimm"
Bolverkr gives the barkeep a small coin purse of gold "Thanks for your service barkeep" and then walks over to the drunk fella
"You are Grimm?"
Drunk as one could be Grimm takes one look at Bolverkr and freaks "Woah you look scary guy!!!" Eyes all big of shock and then calms down breathing heavy "Ahhh that is better now that I have calmed down. Who's asking?" *looking behind Bolverkr*
Bolverkr responds "Where is Fáfnir?"
"The greedy dwarf, Fáfnir?! That Fáfnir?!" Says Grimm
Bolverkr "Is there any other? I hear his father is King of a powerful dwarven Kingdom. So where is he?! The fisherman said you know this and more."
Grimm "I may be drunk but I'm not a dumb drunk. The gold???" Says Grimm as he puts his hand out "I know you got some. Saw ya give some to the barkeep. So?"
"Fine." Says Bolverkr and then gives Grimm a coin purse of gold.
Grimm examines the coin purse not gold. "Ah okay. Well fair is fair. Fáfnir usually stays his nights on the island called Bú just on the other side of this continent." Says Grimm
The continent they were on was Fagerheim.
"One more thing..." Says Grimm
Bolverkr stops before walking away
Grimm says "Be careful not many go to that island for a reason"
Bolverkr replies "Noted"
Bolverkr travels on boat to Bú
Bolverkr arrives on Bú
Bú was a island full of forest life beautiful trees and rivers with little to no life. The most you see is animal life and aggressive animal at that. In fact it has been heavily deserted for sometime. Except for a lonely tower in the center of the island. In which Fáfnir lives in keeping his valuables that he was able to take with him after his father banished him from Fagerheim. Fáfnir's father was King of Fagerheim. King of the Dwarves, a powerful dwarf sorcerer, and father of Fáfnir, Regin, and Ótr, King Hreidmar.
Bolverkr after walking through the forest of Bú for some hours now, comes across a aggressive species of animal only known to Bú. This animal was known for devouring anything that dared move. A carnivorous devilish looking jaguar. Bolverkr pulls two large sized daggers out from his back belt and slices the devilish jaguar in two. "Well there is dinner for the night best set camp up ahead" says Bolverkr.
A fire going and Bolverkr cooks the devilish jaguar.
Off in the distance yellow eyes in darkness look out the tower seeing the smoke from the camp fire.
The next morning Bolverkr sets off to the center of the island as it's the only place with any kind of structure, a lonely tower. Two days in Bolverkr finally reaches the tower. Walks up to the tower and knocks. No answer but the door creeks open. "Hello?!" Yells Bolverkr. Walks back out "Hmmm no one is here" Bolverkr now whispers to himself.
And out of the blue came a old norse ormr, better known as a wingless dragon, a serpent. "Could this be Fáfnir?!" Bolverkr asked himself and unveals himself a handsome looking face with a nasty looking scar going diagonally across his face. Again Bolverkr unsheathes his daggers and wounds the ormr. Although it was not enough to stop the ormr. "Metnaðr: Serpent Constriction" says Bolverkr but the ormr breaks out of his Metnaðr. Bolverkr in shock. A ramming headbutt from the ormr sends Bolverkr flying against a tree. "Damnit that hurt" says Bolverkr. Bolverkr gets up brushes himself off just to get with about ramming headbutt from the ormr. And again with another ramming headbutt from the ormr and again and again and again. "Moving at damn near light speed. Ah damnit not again" and Bolverkr is hit again. "Alright that is enough" says Bolverkr gets up and uses one of his daggers to open up the scar on his face and uses his finger to get some and licks it. "Blood of Chaos empower me" says Bolverkr. Bolverkr gains a extra boost of power from the blood he just ate. A huge lift off the ground and Bolverkr lands on the very top of the tower. "Let's see if you are who I think you are, angry ormr." Says Bolverkr, slamming his fist down on the top of the tower and the entire tower comes crashing Bolverkr pushes himself off the top and lands watching it all crumbling down. Full of treasure and gold the tower was. Making the ormr angry as ever, he charges Bolverkr. "Come one you ugly ass ormr. Let's see how strong that head of yours really is." The ormr meets Bolverkr fist slamming down into the top of his head with the most harmful of impacts. Birds fly off from the area signaling the end of Bolverkr and Fáfnir's fight.
The ormr turns into the dwarf Fáfnir. "You must be the greedy dwarf, Fáfnir. Just whom I was searching for." Says Bolverkr as extend his hand. Fáfnir's knocks Bolverkr'as hand away. "Look what you did bozo!!!!! My tower of gold! Of treasure!!!!" Yells Fáfnir "It's all ruined!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bolverkr replies "I came here to talk crybaby small man. Let's not forget you attacked me first." Fáfnir repsonds with clear, anger, "Crybaby, small man?! You!!! Charges at Bolverkr and he moves causing Fáfnir to fall. Fáfnir's frustrated tells Bolverkr to just leave and walks away. Bolverkr gives Fáfnir some time to cool off. "Look Dwarf you don't belong on this island called Bú. You could have so much more. More than what your father, King Hreidmar has." Bolverkr says and it's then when Fáfnir gains interest. Bolverkr continues to talk "With me, you could take your father's treasure hoard, throne, everything Fagerheim has to offer could be yours, Fáfnir." Fáfnir repsonds "And what of my brother's, Regin and Ótr? They won't just stand by. And they have quite powerful Metnaðrs, powerful enough to even rival my own. They may even want his throne for themselves. And my father's soldiers? There is a lot to handle here for just you and I." Bolverkr replies "And who said it would just be you and I, Dwarf? As for your brothers I can handle them. You'll just need to handle your father and his sorcery, Fáfnir." Says Bolverkr but Fáfnir in doubt says "I don't think you understand my father's power I'm a wingless dragon if I could take his hoard I would've done it by now. Let me spell it out for you man whom beat me my father is too powerful for me. Maybe you should handle all three my father and my brothers." Bolverkr replies "Yeah I'm not doing all the work plus, I can ensure you achieve victory." "How so" says Fáfnir. In which Bolverkr replies "With just a little bit of Chaos you will be granted victory, Dwarf" and what's in it for you? Asked Fáfnir in which Bolverkr repsonds "Once your victory is secured and you have your father's treasure hoard, you and your Dwarf armies will fight for Chaos, greedy dwarf."
To be continued...