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"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
“Yes I am, biologically.” He continued to eat the pineapple “that depends, raising a Demi god child is not as easy. Sometime they must be raised as a human, sometimes gods, and other times what they are mixed of”
He grabbed a chair and sat down with a huff, his legs swollen from standing up for so long “there is no correct answer, is all depends how your child responds to their living conditions”
Gunmar didn't like that answer, but his expression remained placid, he would've preferred a little more certainty.
"If it is half wormbeard worm beard, you may very well have a birthstone instead of a baby. An egg."
“I know that is a possibility, but there is a chance for a live birth. I can’t tell because i haven’t felt anything from the baby yet”
He rubbed his stomach before sighing. “You know, being pregnant is a difficult thing to do, but I would have definitely given birth to all my children if I had a wife before hand.
Gunmar stared at Abigor's belly with something almost like....envy.
His jaw worked up and down for a moment before he tore his gaze away.
"What else do you intend on doing, with your brief freedom?"
“I was actually just trying to get from the house for a bit, been cooped up in there for about 3 weeks” he finished the bowl of fruit, before finishing the last of the stalkling meat.
“I actually have no idea when they get back from patrol, I better start my way back” he slowly stood up from the chair hissing a bit before sighing.
"Allow me to escort you." Gunmar insisted, stepping beside Abigor. He dropped to all fours, The most evil troll alive, walking next to the god of evil.
He chuckled and before settling his hand on Gunmars back, using it as a base as he walked back. Naturally he would have a lot of stamina, not being able to get tried as much but due to the child he was slower and started to lose his breath faster.
Pudd and strewth were waiting for him. Pudd had her hands on her hips and Strewth had his arms folded. Pudd was tapping her toes impatiently.
"Abigor," Pudd scolded, "You had us worried! You---"
She and strewth both froze when they realized Gunmar was with him. Immediately, they stood at attention.
Gunmar rumbled an acknowledgement to them, signalling as much as he ever would that they could be at ease.
Abigor has a sheepish look on his face as he slowly walked towards them. He stood in front of them, hands playing with themselves. “I just needed a day out”
He scratched at his head while biting his lip.
Gunmar saw that the thralls weren't going to speak freely with him around, so he took his leave.
Once he was gone, Strewth scooped up Abigor, bridal style.
"Back to bed, with you." came a low growl.
Pudd however, tilted her head. "We could go for walks, if you'd like."
They’re doing couple stuff.
HE'S GOT THE RELAXED EARS THAT MUST BE A REALLY GOOD RUB
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
“Yes I am, biologically.” He continued to eat the pineapple “that depends, raising a Demi god child is not as easy. Sometime they must be raised as a human, sometimes gods, and other times what they are mixed of”
He grabbed a chair and sat down with a huff, his legs swollen from standing up for so long “there is no correct answer, is all depends how your child responds to their living conditions”
Gunmar didn't like that answer, but his expression remained placid, he would've preferred a little more certainty.
"If it is half wormbeard worm beard, you may very well have a birthstone instead of a baby. An egg."
“I know that is a possibility, but there is a chance for a live birth. I can’t tell because i haven’t felt anything from the baby yet”
He rubbed his stomach before sighing. “You know, being pregnant is a difficult thing to do, but I would have definitely given birth to all my children if I had a wife before hand.
Gunmar stared at Abigor's belly with something almost like....envy.
His jaw worked up and down for a moment before he tore his gaze away.
"What else do you intend on doing, with your brief freedom?"
“I was actually just trying to get from the house for a bit, been cooped up in there for about 3 weeks” he finished the bowl of fruit, before finishing the last of the stalkling meat.
“I actually have no idea when they get back from patrol, I better start my way back” he slowly stood up from the chair hissing a bit before sighing.
"Allow me to escort you." Gunmar insisted, stepping beside Abigor. He dropped to all fours, The most evil troll alive, walking next to the god of evil.
He chuckled and before settling his hand on Gunmars back, using it as a base as he walked back. Naturally he would have a lot of stamina, not being able to get tried as much but due to the child he was slower and started to lose his breath faster.
Pudd and strewth were waiting for him. Pudd had her hands on her hips and Strewth had his arms folded. Pudd was tapping her toes impatiently.
"Abigor," Pudd scolded, "You had us worried! You---"
She and strewth both froze when they realized Gunmar was with him. Immediately, they stood at attention.
Gunmar rumbled an acknowledgement to them, signalling as much as he ever would that they could be at ease.
"RUBY!" Gunmar will bellow out her name, summoning her.
She rushes to Gunmar’s throne room. She kneels before him. “Yes, my lord?”
She wanted to know so badly why his being so nice to her? Is he going to do something to her? Or to Dictatious?
“Thank you sire for being so generous.” She took a bite of her cake, it’s warm, sticky and sweet. And good. Very good.
“My lord? May I ask you a question?”
"You may."
“You’ve been so generous to me. Which I appreciate it. The question is, why?” She was careful with her words. Walking on eggshells. She looks a bit nervous.
"You have been a more faithful servant than Kodanth. You have given Dictatious strong whelps. You have not wavered in your loyalty. Should not such a thing be rewarded?"
Gunmar returned his attention to the honeycake, licking the last of the crumbs from the plate.
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
“Yes I am, biologically.” He continued to eat the pineapple “that depends, raising a Demi god child is not as easy. Sometime they must be raised as a human, sometimes gods, and other times what they are mixed of”
He grabbed a chair and sat down with a huff, his legs swollen from standing up for so long “there is no correct answer, is all depends how your child responds to their living conditions”
Gunmar didn't like that answer, but his expression remained placid, he would've preferred a little more certainty.
"If it is half wormbeard worm beard, you may very well have a birthstone instead of a baby. An egg."
“I know that is a possibility, but there is a chance for a live birth. I can’t tell because i haven’t felt anything from the baby yet”
He rubbed his stomach before sighing. “You know, being pregnant is a difficult thing to do, but I would have definitely given birth to all my children if I had a wife before hand.
Gunmar stared at Abigor's belly with something almost like....envy.
His jaw worked up and down for a moment before he tore his gaze away.
"What else do you intend on doing, with your brief freedom?"
“I was actually just trying to get from the house for a bit, been cooped up in there for about 3 weeks” he finished the bowl of fruit, before finishing the last of the stalkling meat.
“I actually have no idea when they get back from patrol, I better start my way back” he slowly stood up from the chair hissing a bit before sighing.
"Allow me to escort you." Gunmar insisted, stepping beside Abigor. He dropped to all fours, The most evil troll alive, walking next to the god of evil.
"RUBY!" Gunmar will bellow out her name, summoning her.
She rushes to Gunmar’s throne room. She kneels before him. “Yes, my lord?”
She wanted to know so badly why his being so nice to her? Is he going to do something to her? Or to Dictatious?
“Thank you sire for being so generous.” She took a bite of her cake, it’s warm, sticky and sweet. And good. Very good.
“My lord? May I ask you a question?”
"You may."
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
“Yes I am, biologically.” He continued to eat the pineapple “that depends, raising a Demi god child is not as easy. Sometime they must be raised as a human, sometimes gods, and other times what they are mixed of”
He grabbed a chair and sat down with a huff, his legs swollen from standing up for so long “there is no correct answer, is all depends how your child responds to their living conditions”
Gunmar didn't like that answer, but his expression remained placid, he would've preferred a little more certainty.
"If it is half wormbeard worm beard, you may very well have a birthstone instead of a baby. An egg."
“I know that is a possibility, but there is a chance for a live birth. I can’t tell because i haven’t felt anything from the baby yet”
He rubbed his stomach before sighing. “You know, being pregnant is a difficult thing to do, but I would have definitely given birth to all my children if I had a wife before hand.
Gunmar stared at Abigor's belly with something almost like....envy.
His jaw worked up and down for a moment before he tore his gaze away.
"What else do you intend on doing, with your brief freedom?"
"RUBY!" Gunmar will bellow out her name, summoning her.
She rushes to Gunmar’s throne room. She kneels before him. “Yes, my lord?”
"And if I command the Janus Order to aid you?"
There was a drop of saliva gleaming in the corner of Gunmar's mouth.
It'd been generations since he'd had honey cakes.
"It would be helpful. And I can make them sooner for you, my lord."
"Then it will be done. How are your youngest whelps, by the way?"
Gunmar leaned back in his throne, his posture relaxed.
Why is Gunmar acting like this? Is he in a good mood? Did Dictatious or her children do anything that made Gunmar good? She push the questions in the back of her mind.
“She’s good. Growing and healthy my lord. Alex is a curious one like her father.”
"Sounds like a Galadrigal to me." Gunmar replied, smiling ever so slightly, "You are dismissed, if you wish."
“I will begin preparations for the honey cakes. Once I get the ingredients I shall deliver it to you.” She lower her head respectfully before leaving.
Two hours later and Ruby comes in carrying a very large cake. She goes towards his throne. “My lord, I bring you your honey cake.”
The cake is large enough to feed Gunmar. And it’s covered in honey.
“I hope it satisfies you’re hungry.”
Gunnmar will dig into the still-warm cake with his claws, shoveling eager fistfuls down his gullet.
But half-way through, he'll use his claws to cut a piece of the cake, and calmly place it in her hands.
He was treating her the way he'd treat Dictatious.
Perhaps an honor never before given to an impure.
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
“Yes I am, biologically.” He continued to eat the pineapple “that depends, raising a Demi god child is not as easy. Sometime they must be raised as a human, sometimes gods, and other times what they are mixed of”
He grabbed a chair and sat down with a huff, his legs swollen from standing up for so long “there is no correct answer, is all depends how your child responds to their living conditions”
Gunmar didn't like that answer, but his expression remained placid, he would've preferred a little more certainty.
"If it is half wormbeard worm beard, you may very well have a birthstone instead of a baby. An egg."
Squeaky toy noise.
Why does he have the urge to chew on the impure?
"RUBY!" Gunmar will bellow out her name, summoning her.
She rushes to Gunmar’s throne room. She kneels before him. “Yes, my lord?”
"And if I command the Janus Order to aid you?"
There was a drop of saliva gleaming in the corner of Gunmar's mouth.
It'd been generations since he'd had honey cakes.
"It would be helpful. And I can make them sooner for you, my lord."
"Then it will be done. How are your youngest whelps, by the way?"
Gunmar leaned back in his throne, his posture relaxed.
Why is Gunmar acting like this? Is he in a good mood? Did Dictatious or her children do anything that made Gunmar good? She push the questions in the back of her mind.
“She’s good. Growing and healthy my lord. Alex is a curious one like her father.”
"Sounds like a Galadrigal to me." Gunmar replied, smiling ever so slightly, "You are dismissed, if you wish."
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
“I don’t care, besides if the child is more like me. Then they will have both genders, and it I’ll be their choice to pick their gender”
Abigors tongue started to feel wrong, so he placed his hand on a table and made a pineapple appear, he snapped his finger and the fruit was now in bowl cut up.
Grabbing one he ate it cheerfully, having now a sweet & sour taste on his mouth instead of just bitter meat.
Gunmar jolted at the sudden appearance of the pineapple, sniffing the air uncertainly at the sight of such a bright thing in his dismal kingdom.
"Ah, so you are both God and Goddess." he didn't seem the least bit interested in the topic of onversation, steering it instead back to the child.
"Tell me, will you raise your cub as a troll?"
Doodle dump of more alternate form prompts, this time with Sturm and Renjai included!
"RUBY!" Gunmar will bellow out her name, summoning her.
She rushes to Gunmar’s throne room. She kneels before him. “Yes, my lord?”
"And if I command the Janus Order to aid you?"
There was a drop of saliva gleaming in the corner of Gunmar's mouth.
It'd been generations since he'd had honey cakes.
"It would be helpful. And I can make them sooner for you, my lord."
"Then it will be done. How are your youngest whelps, by the way?"
Gunmar leaned back in his throne, his posture relaxed.
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.
“Yeah, ever since I actually started to waddle instead of walk. They have been keeping me home and not allowing me outside.”
Abigor swallowed the meat in his mouth “They usually take shifts watching me, but they both had patrol today. So they don’t even know I left”
"I'll have you back before they know you are gone. But it is not good to keep a mother cooped up. If your legs tell you to wander, you should wander. So tell me, do you hope for a son or a daughter?"
Gunmar's tone was conversational.
"Come with me." Gunmar ordered, guiding Abigor into the kitchens.
The god was now 6 months in, his stomach was very much out to the point of waddling around, he was supposed to be at home but snuck out.
“Hmm, okay” he slowly followed moving as fast as he could.
Gunmar went to the smokehouse, opening it up and taking out a haunch of smoked stalkling.
"Eat." Gunmar said, "You must maintain your strength, for the demi-god."
He grabbed the haunch and slowly started to eat it, he was bit confused on the taste. Mainly because he has only been eating sweet treats ever since he got cravings.
“Thank you, uh you are not gonna tell Pudd or Strewth about this right?”
Gunmar actually smiled a bit.
"Are your mates keeping you on a short leash?" He asked, as if it were an experience he understood well.