New Visitor

"What are you making?" A calm female voice says from behind you. That was definitely not Petra.

You turn to see an angelic-looking woman with medium-length golden blonde hair that escapes from her winged helmet. Her piercing cyan eyes watch you as you examine her.

Her fur lined armor grips tightly to her voluptuous figure, her fine, toned legs escape from her skirt. She was no where near as muscular as Petra, but she certainly had definition.

"Who are you?" You ask, turning back to your stew.

"I am Brynn." She moves beside you.

"Warg and vegetable stew." You say, grabbing some bowls. "Want some?"

"Who's this chick?" You hear Petra's voice approach from the direction of the shower.

You hand Petra a bowl of stew and offer for Brynn to take one; she hesitates, but eventually takes the bowl from you.

"So Brynn, what brings you around here?" You say between spoonfuls.

"I've come for her." She points to Petra with her spoon.

"The hell does that mean?" Petra asks before finishing her stew. You scoop her more.

"I've heard of your affairs here." Brynn puts the bowl down without ever even putting the spoon in. "I'm here to take you to Asgard, to fight in Odin's great tournament."

"Quit spouting bullshit lady." Petra finishes her second bowl of stew. "Everyone knows you have to die and then get chosen by some valkyrie or something to get to Valhalla... You couldn't even take me to town." Petra laughs.

"Exceptions can be made." Brynn stands. "However, if you would like to stick to tradition, I can arrange that."

"You picking a fight?" Petra stands, spilling her third bowl of stew.

"Brynn, how can you prove you are telling the truth?" You ask.

Brynn sighs, and with a flash of light a glowing pair of wings appears on Brynn's back. "I am Brynn, Chooser of the Slain, Slayer of the Chosen." Her wings vanish. "A half valkyrie participating in Odin's tournament. I also scout for more fighters." She sits back down. "I don't tend to follow the rules.

"Half valkyrie?" You ask.

Brynn shrugs. "I'm certain it isn't supposed to happen myself."

Petra slaps your arm. "She picked me over you!" She bursts into laughter. "Looks like I'm better than you!"

You stand and Petra's laughter stops.

"I was only picking. Geez." Petra sits back down.

Brynn tilts her head in confusion. "I was under the impression that Petra was the strongest one here." She points at you. "I've never heard of you."

You sit down. "I'm not as crazy as Petra. I've probably only been in half the fights she has."

Petra slaps your arm again. "Don't say shit like that!" She blushes slightly. "Makes you being better than me feel even worse."

Brynn's expression grows more confused. "He is stronger than you?"

"He's my teacher." Petra says. "You probably want him over me."

You chuckle. "But she wants to go far more than me."

"It aint worth dying over." Petra laughs. "Still plenty of fights around here to get into."

"Can't teach you if I'm dead, can I?"

Petra's face turns red. "Shut up!"

Brynn chuckles for a second before standing up. "If Petra can beat me in a fight than I will bring both of you. If she loses... Well, she won't have much of a choice."

Petra cocks her head. "You think you can kill me?" She laughs.

"I never said that." Light pools around Brynn's hands, an Axe with the same craftsmanship as her armor appears in her hands.

"Neat trick." Petra says, reaching into the folds of the fabric tied around her waist. She puts on her scrap metal gauntlets and smacks them together.

"Petra." You say. "No power until I say so."

"What?" Petra groans. "That makes things more difficult." She takes her stance. "Probably more fun though."

"You shouldn't do that." Brynn says.

Petra dashes forwards and throws wild, yet still sharp strikes at Brynn. Brynn dodges most of the strikes, blocking some with the face of her axe. Eventually, Petra goes wide with a hook. Brynn's wings appear and she floats backwards into the air before quickly arcing herself forward, her axe swinging upwards from the ground.

Petra avoids the axe and rolls underneath the half-valkyrie. She grabs Brynn's leg and slams her into the ground. Brynn drops her axe and brings her arms together to block. Petra lowers herself on to Brynn's gut and begins to throw punch after punch into Brynn's guard.

"Enough!" Brynn shouts using her wings to propel herself off of the ground.

Petra struggles to land on her feet, but quickly regains focus.

With another flash of light a spear appears in Brynn's hands.

Petra parries most of the strikes, only closing the distance when she dodges, but in the end she can't close in enough for a counter.

"Go wild, Petra." You say.

Petra's face is painted by an ear to ear smile. She shrouds herself in a Pink aura and then suddenly appears behind Brynn, she lands a powerful blow to Brynn's liver and then uses her left hand to blast Brynn away.

Brynn bounces a few times on the ground before standing.

Petra dashes towards her in a veil of pink. Brynn twirls the spear, trails of light following the head as it spins, essentially creating a wall.

Petra stops and conjures her crystal, she shrouds it in her aura and then blasts it into the wall of light made by the twirling spear. "That was kinda stupid." Petra chuckles. "Ready to admit defeat?"

"Very well. You win." Brynn sighs as she stands. "As promised I will bring you both back with me." She makes eye contact with Petra, and then sighs again. "No, I don't need to kill you."

Brynn walks back to the fire and picks up the bowl of stew she never touched before. "Gather whatever you wish to bring with you and then come back to me."

Petra walks into the shelter and emerges with the pelt blanked that you made. "What? It's comfy."

You think for a moment about what you would bring, but decide on nothing. "We're ready."

"One moment please." Brynn says before finishing the bowl of stew. "That stew is actually pretty good." She extends her hands and gestures for you and Petra to grab on. "Now then, let's go."

You both grab one of Brynn's hands. Her wings appear and then she squats down and jumps.

You are blinded by a flash of light for a moment, and then you land.

In front of you is a long bridge that leads to a massive and magnificent gate.

"We are about to enter the great hall, please don't embarrass me." Brynn says.

"I'll try my best." Petra chuckles.