Alvar had gotten permission to head to the Vikings and meet people that were sort of family to him. Erik had been allowed to visit as well, which had sort of sparked the whole thing. His almost-twin had gotten a chance to see somewhere he hadn’t? He arrived at the bottom of the mountain and raised his head to fall for Vidarr. It was sort of intimidating to meet the man again. He was sort of maybe his father, after all.

But Alvar was also hoping for a chance to spend more time with him, and get to know him. As well as explore this interesting mountain, and meet new people. It was a grand new adventure, after all!


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Having his children come visit was perhaps one of the best things that had happened since their settling on the mountain. That, the raid win, the engagement... things were coming together. Well and truly coming together. Viðarr was pleased with it, with what he'd built. Built on blood and sweat, they would fuel the viking machine with the blood of their enemies, too. He's pleased with it. By the gods, he's so pleased.

The day was young, and he was excited to spend it with one of his more elusive boys. Alvar was one that he'd seen the least, spent the least time with. The viking king sought out the child, offering a sort of grumble to get the boy's attention. "Alvar," a warmth in his icy eyes as they settled on the child. "What would you like to do today?" The words are gentle, the winter sun shining down on his shoulders. Around them, a freshly fallen snow coated the top of the mountain, stark and glimmering. Another gift from the gods.

"Viðarr"

He wasn’t left waiting at the border for long before the Viking leader arrived down the mountain. He found his eyes roaming over the black wolf, looking for similarities. Some hint that this might be his Father. His arrival to Heidinn seemed to be taken in stride, as Vidarr immediately asked him what he would like to do today. Should he… take that as an invitation to cross over the border?

He decided it did, and he stepped forward, closer to the towering wolf. “I’m not sure, Vidarr, Sir. Would you have time to show me around Heidinn?” He asked, trying not to let any intimidation show in his voice.


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