Ragnbjǫrg

▻ Information ◅
Role : Herbalist
Mate : Félagi

▻ Lore ◅
You pad into the open den, the smell of dry herbs growing in strength. You look for who you were sent to get, but the place is empty.
"Ah, welcome." You yelp and whip around. Behind you is standing tall a wolf, but not just any wolf. Two black horns expand from their skull. Some of their skin is torn up, leaving exposed bones and muscle. But the most unsettling thing is their gaze. They have no pupils, but you can feel the wolf gazing straight at you. Unease prickles your fur, who was this and how did they get here?
"You must be here for me, I am Ragnbjǫrg~" The wolf dips their head gracefully. "I have been waiting. Þóra told me to expect new company. I am the new herbalist." Even with part of the flesh around their mouth gone, you can tell they're smiling at you. The new herbalist? This pack was creepy.. You thought Þóra was bad enough, but their herbalist looked undead! You nod your head, acknowledging them and swallowing your unease. As long as they didn't try to eat you, you could handle this...

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