The new warrior that had turned up at his borders struck Viðarr as... interesting. Heavily scarred, some intentional, some not. Seemingly a competent fighter, from the little that he'd seen. A healer by trade, too, though it would be an assessment from Tenshi that carried weight on that matter. Really, he knew just enough to keep himself alive. That was all he'd ever needed, after all. Still, having another one on board would help take some strain off of both his wife and Ulmaria.
Right, he aught to check in on the mountain's latest resident. The noontime sun was brilliant as it shone down across his back. Bracing. Viðarr raised his chin to it, enjoying the spare warmth it had to offer. As stark as the landscape was, it's just as beautiful. The gods had given him something beautiful, blessing his home on the mountain. It was for them, and for his family, that he'd care for it.
Family. They're all family up here. That's how they survive. From where he stands near one of the central fire pits, Viðarr calls for Bylgja. They would check in. He would get to know her. It's his job, after all.
"Viðarr"
This character is unstable. Blanket TW for mental health themes applies to all posts.
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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