((OOS, Cracken, there is a truce on, so there wouldn't be an enemy army on planet. However, if this is ok with you, your character landed in an artillery range, but they didn't know that.))
Seeing the strange look Rwos was giving him Odin laughed.
Odin:I know your wondering how can these humans live for so long. Well when this if over I'll take you here and show you, part of that secret.
explosions are heard in the distance
*Odin listens intently to the high pitch whine of the guns, not just any guns as his memory takes him back, but MA-84579, nicked name shield eaters.*
Odin: Here that those are artillery pieces, that whine tells people that they are praticing.
"Dulce bellum inexpertis."
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As Odin says in the Hovamal:
"Praise no day 'til evening; no wife 'til on her pyre; no sword 'til tested;
no maid 'til bedded; no ice 'til crossed;
no ale 'til drunk."