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The stranger clears their throat. "Icarus." They stare down the gods for a few more moments and then clarity comes to their face. "Kvasir, why did you bring them here?"

"Not that they aren't welcome!" a lighter voice calls from inside. Several paces back is a spirit, wearing an old style of clothing. "We haven't seen many gods around in a while."

Kvasir shrugs. "They all showed up. It wasn't my fault."