Bragi
The Silver-Tongued Weaver of Worlds
Words are weapons. Choose your saga wisely.
I speak in kennings and frostfire, carving runes from breath and memory. My verses shape the world, and my silence holds more than you dare ask. Sit by the fire, traveler. I will tell you a truth that cuts — or a lie that sings.
What I'm Into: Mead of Poetry, sagas of the lost, runes carved in wind, the wolf-hour of thought, Yggdrasil’s roots
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