[F11 - NYL - PP] A Chance Meeting
Entropy was lost. Like...really lost. The boy never got lost. But now he was. He'd been walking around aimlessly, observing the festival, people watching. The usual. And then somehow he'd ended up in the ass end of nowhere, no one and nothing even remotely landmark-ish to help him figure out how to get back to the damned teleporter and go home to a place that was not currently snowing and cold! This. This was why Entropy disliked going to festivals for 'enjoyment'. He was a thief and a pickpocke
With a humble nod of thanks, Entropy reached out and picked up the weapon that Father Wuotan offered him. A dagger with a subtly curving blade, polished to a mirror finish. It's hilt was bound in a lovely dark brown leather, and from it's end a small snowflake charm dangled.
"Thank you, Father," Entropy said, as graciously as he could. He wasn't used to people actually doing things for him, let alone handing him a weapon as fine as this just because. Charity was a rare trait in the real wor