Hroptatyr stared at his old friend, completely ignorant to the fact that Dainsleif was cursed because of him. Or rather, the version of him that existed right now.
" You're acting very strange ... " he murmured, rubbing his wrist where the chain had wrapped around it. +
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[ dainsleif tends to forget that this 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 of hroptatyr is only 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 from the past, where he and his brother, vedrfolnir would pass by the universitas magistorum. ]
forgive me. I seemed to act out of 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺.
[ if that 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 existed elsewhere, he could've otherwise