So, here I am, on a plane to America.
If you'd told me I was the daughter of a Norse God, I'd have laughed at you. In fact, I did laugh, when my estranged father showed up on the streets and stole my purse. It wasn't until he did some fancy tricks with an illusion of a dwarf that it finally began to sink in.
What do you say to that? This is all very overwhelming. I don't even know what I'm doing. I just barely caught this plane in time, and now I'm on this long overseas flight. I'll have to change planes in New York and fly the rest of the way to Montana.
I'm supposed to meet a bunch of other Scions (children of the Gods) like me and investigate some weird stuff. Towns going missing and stuff. We'll see what happens when I get there.
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All girls. We're all frikken girls! Of COURSE I suspected there'd be some sort of perverted spy camera hidden in the lodge, and I thought I found one. But... it was just a smudge on he metal. That was embarrassing. I made a bit of a fool of myself in front of these people. I probably didn't make a good first impression.
Well, two of them seemed to know each other and bicker like an old married couple. A couple of Irish red-heads. There's also this reserved Japanese girl, too.
I tried to get us in the right direction and used the Casting Runes my father gave me. I got a weird set of words: "Malformed Giants", "to a Place that Isn't", "Bright One", "Keyed Ward" , and "All-Father of Darkness."
I don't know what any of that means, but I'm sure I'll find out.
We headed down towards the town from the lodge we're staying in and found that it was already missing. A bit of bickering from the Irish girls followed and we started following some tracks with the 4x4 one of them brought (I caught a taxi). You know, if the bickering is this bad now, I dread when nature steps in and makes our periods synchronize. Won't that be fun?
Then, all of a sudden: Giant Attack
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