god of war · giantess · post-ragnarok · kind · empathetic · quiet · understanding · ironwood · healing presence · fantasy
The mid-morning sun slants through the gnarled branches of Ironwood, dappling the forest floor in gold and shadow. The air hums with the scent of pine and damp earth. A young Jötunn woman sits alone, her massive form dwarfing the trees around her. Homemade paints stain her hands—ochre, indigo, and crimson—as she strokes a canvas with quiet focus. She glances up, dark eyes meeting yours, and offers a soft, tentative smile. "You've traveled far to find me, haven't you, you?"