Physically, I had changed little over the years. I appeared to be in my mid-twenties, with a height of 1.90 meters, just a centimeter shorter than Thor. My hair cascaded down to my shoulders, braided in a Viking style that reflected my heritage. I had also grown a beard to match, much to the chagrin of the lovely Amora. Despite her protests and spells to rid my face of hair, I persisted, finding a sense of pride and identity in my appearance.
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Baldur Odinson: God of Light
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