ride with the wind

Summer had tipped over into autumn, and the viking king carried on despite the heaviness in his chest. He had to keep his shit together, they were relying on him. He had to keep up with the preparations, with training his fighters, with all of the... all of the other things. The day to day. It was with Tenshi's keen assistance that they'd crafted the plan, and he was pleased with it in the end.

As he has before, the viking king stoked the fires at the base of the mountain and called for his warriors. Though he looks and feels a bit older than he did the last time around, he calls for them. Excited, keen on what was to come, Víðarr is looking forward to it. Maybe it would help the others, as well. Some extra unity, when they could really use it. He'd be happy to see them all, gathered before him, soon.
"Víðarr"