Music Recommendation: Loverless Freedom by Tim Wynn
Odin's eyes widened at the voice of a man behind him, and he wondered how these people had got in here.
"W-who are you people?" asked the servant in a worried tone.
"Who are you?" asked one of the men. People were strange, thought Odin to himself.
"I am Odin, but I don't know who you are and what you gentlemen are doing here," Odin slowly turned towards them with his hands still carrying the log of woods. He looked at the men who were all vampires. People usually got stuck in the forest near this cave, and it had been way too long since this place had any visitors.
"Who lives here?" demanded another man who had worn an eyepatch over his left eye. The man held the crossbow on standby, ready to release the arrow into Odin's body.
"Y-you know it is rude to enter a place and questioning wh-oooo-" the spear that was on his neck before was now placed right in front of his throat.
