Are
Oh gods, another poor soul claimed by what hungry forces resided in the great void, swallowed whole and spat out to a pleasant day and a rude awakening. "Heill ok sæll, outlander!" Are said as he approached the man probably left a confused bundle of questions by the harsh realizations that always left the new arrivals in shock. Not that he had been any better himself, nor that the effect of leaving a whole life behind had truly faded. Maybe it never would. But helping those that was thrown into the same rough sea seemed like the proper thing to do.
Providing a place of experience in a time of violent turmoil, a rickety jetty to moor one's longboat to while figuring out north from south. "I am Are! Are you hurt?" he added to his greeting, getting to the important bits before the worst shock would set in. Shock he still never really knew what it would bring or how he would handle it, neither the newcomer or Are himself. He had sat down his bundle of furs and closed in but stopped short, the man seemed like one capable of violence, and caution was free. Unarmored, but axe reassuringly at his side should things turn for the worse.
Providing a place of experience in a time of violent turmoil, a rickety jetty to moor one's longboat to while figuring out north from south. "I am Are! Are you hurt?" he added to his greeting, getting to the important bits before the worst shock would set in. Shock he still never really knew what it would bring or how he would handle it, neither the newcomer or Are himself. He had sat down his bundle of furs and closed in but stopped short, the man seemed like one capable of violence, and caution was free. Unarmored, but axe reassuringly at his side should things turn for the worse.
