He'd done it. He'd ascended. Víðarr had taken control, and he'd won the rights-- that's what mattered. He'd won Tenshi her mountain, and he'd pleased the gods. This was all he'd been working for, and there was still far more work to do. Everything until now had been easy. It would only get more difficult, it would only get more complex from here. There was also the question of the blank check still hanging over his head.
It's with intent to sort out exactly what that entails hanging over his head, that Víðarr turned to the south. Leaving his mountain in more than capable hands for a little while. He needed to speak with Hattori, he needed to hash out terms. Many of the things that had been up in the air before, no longer were. With renewed resolve, the shadow moved to the edge of the bamboo once more. It seemed like he was spending far too much time down here, far more than he'd like. The air was sticky, and growing warm. Gross. He's not sure how anyone can live like this, but more power to them.
Tipping his head back and calling for the Kaicho, Víðarr stands and waits. Now that the uncertainty has cleared, he would like to sort out terms.
"Speech"
Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.
Cooperative
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