Are
Still damp from the passing and confused by the whole situation, Are walked the cobbled streets, not sure what he even was looking for. The slowly setting sun whispered of a night the winds had only given him a taste of. The answers Jigano had given him still rang in his head, locked in hólmganga with what he had known for all his life. Could this not be Niflheim? He pondered as he made way to wherever was closest, fire or food.
Does it change anything? No. Build, she will be here, and I'll wait. His mind was made up, for the moment. With more pressing matters at hand, he stowed the worries away for later when he wasn't in danger of not waking up again. Maybe dying again would send me back. He snorted to himself, the absurdity of the thought enough to keep him amused for a moment.
"Heil ok sæl! he said, louder than he intended. The laden party ahead of him seemed friendly enough, and his current state had him take any chance that presented itself. I am Are, son of Jorm, from Aros. he said and offered a small bow to the woman. He made a point of keeping a respectful distance, even though Jigano had told him they're good folk he was not keen on repeating his previous slight.
Does it change anything? No. Build, she will be here, and I'll wait. His mind was made up, for the moment. With more pressing matters at hand, he stowed the worries away for later when he wasn't in danger of not waking up again. Maybe dying again would send me back. He snorted to himself, the absurdity of the thought enough to keep him amused for a moment.
"Heil ok sæl! he said, louder than he intended. The laden party ahead of him seemed friendly enough, and his current state had him take any chance that presented itself. I am Are, son of Jorm, from Aros. he said and offered a small bow to the woman. He made a point of keeping a respectful distance, even though Jigano had told him they're good folk he was not keen on repeating his previous slight.
