[Ivar snaps the words out irritably. It's nothing that he hasn't thought to himself at one time or another before. Such was what happened being around his gods here in Riverview. What could someone unimportant as he was, crippled and not even whole, offer?
But he's not about to take this lying down.]
What's the matter, Trickster? Jealous of the attention he gets? Did your mother favor him over you growing up or something?
[He's got a rivalry with Sigurd, his older brother, that mirrors the two god's relationship in more ways than one. He knows what resentment fills his brother's heart and why it was placed there.]
no subject
[Ivar snaps the words out irritably. It's nothing that he hasn't thought to himself at one time or another before. Such was what happened being around his gods here in Riverview. What could someone unimportant as he was, crippled and not even whole, offer?
But he's not about to take this lying down.]
What's the matter, Trickster? Jealous of the attention he gets? Did your mother favor him over you growing up or something?
[He's got a rivalry with Sigurd, his older brother, that mirrors the two god's relationship in more ways than one. He knows what resentment fills his brother's heart and why it was placed there.]