Are
The sigh, however slight it was, seemed to shake some kind of sense into Are. There he was. Supposedly dead. Drowned and sent to Niflheim where he now threw scorn in the face of a scholar. His mother would've had him dipped in the tanning vats for such idiocy, and as dull as Are might've been, he was kinder than that. A man kind enough to lead him to food, drink, and shelter. To grant him knowledge, however untrue it seemed. A good man, unlike me.
Are suppressed a snort at the absurdity of it all, and how Jigano had worded his demise. "One can say that, I sank. An oar struck me and sent me down when we capsized, sent us... me here." he said, what little merriment he had washed from his face as yet again the realities came crashing down. 'Do what you can with what you have, and worry not.' The words rang in his head as if his father stood right behind him. Heavy hand on Are's shoulder and that slight squeeze that told him it'll all be alright.
As they walked his eyes took in the view. Like nothing he had ever seen before and in stark contrast to what he had left behind. Yet the land seemed hardy, greenery pushing back at the crumbly, rocky soil and managing to get by. If only just. He kept chewing his cheek and squinted at every detail that caught his eye. "You seem like hardy folk, living off of such soil. It brings me hope. I was too quick in judging this place, your home." he turned to Jigano and said, eyes nervously glancing at the creature on his shoulder.
"Maybe there's place for a cobbler, at least until..." he hesitated, no idea as to what he was exactly waiting for. Other than for Oden himself to take him back. "For the time being."
Are suppressed a snort at the absurdity of it all, and how Jigano had worded his demise. "One can say that, I sank. An oar struck me and sent me down when we capsized, sent us... me here." he said, what little merriment he had washed from his face as yet again the realities came crashing down. 'Do what you can with what you have, and worry not.' The words rang in his head as if his father stood right behind him. Heavy hand on Are's shoulder and that slight squeeze that told him it'll all be alright.
As they walked his eyes took in the view. Like nothing he had ever seen before and in stark contrast to what he had left behind. Yet the land seemed hardy, greenery pushing back at the crumbly, rocky soil and managing to get by. If only just. He kept chewing his cheek and squinted at every detail that caught his eye. "You seem like hardy folk, living off of such soil. It brings me hope. I was too quick in judging this place, your home." he turned to Jigano and said, eyes nervously glancing at the creature on his shoulder.
"Maybe there's place for a cobbler, at least until..." he hesitated, no idea as to what he was exactly waiting for. Other than for Oden himself to take him back. "For the time being."
