Talk:Dark Valkyrie/@comment-30014014-20200202041614

No Battle. No Skirmish. No war.

No siege. No invasion. No conquest.

No combat. No clash. No death sprint.

None of it in her mind, carrying herself and him through the nethers of the Pandemonium. No weapon to flank her hips. No shield to bear on her back. No battle cant in her voice. No warmind brewing in her thoughts. No...

Bothing but the parcel of a slice of life in the shores of Pandemonium. Spreading her arms toward the man she spent great effort bringing here, years after their union. Shores leading to an infinte peace beyond, far from the troubles of the material world, so long after a promise to find this special spot for them to claim. With but one wish on her lips...

"Come make me at home, beloved squire...~

-Unknown Valkyrie, moments after setting in Pandemonium.