closed starter for @diarmad location: da forest note: uwu
The only person he had right now was Diarmad. They were tethered together in more ways than one and he couldn't help but think that was the only thing keeping him together right now. Njal had no way of helping his friends. He had no way of saving them when that was all he wanted to do. There was a part of him that was always hoping that Torsten and Freydis would just slay every Kossith in their path to get out. They would be covered in blood and it would be a beautiful sight to see. That dream never came to fruition though.
All he had now was the thought of it. He had to play a waiting game until he felt the need to help the person with the best plan of action. Somehow he thought they were also just playing a waiting game though. What was Haven supposed to do with forces like that knocking on their door? Njal had been there to see Iskaldrik taken. Would the same happen to Haven?
Waiting didn't even feel like an option either. A sigh left his mouth as he dislodged a dagger he had thrown towards the wall. If he was going to help when the call to action came, then he needed to keep his skills sharpened. His gaze flicked towards Diarmad for a moment as he threw the dagger again.
"I know they're not dead, but..." Well, he didn't even know where he was going with that. Njal didn't know where his thoughts lay, but he knew he didn't want anything to ever happen to those he cared for. Even that damn Witchy Boy that they had grown to know in the past.