#d. freydis.02

[witchernjal]

closed starter for @freydis-freydat

location: lostlands note: obligatory death by snu snu tag

To be honest, he hadn't known what to expect of the missing women. They had been gone for such a long time that he was convinced they were never going to come back. If they did, it was going to be a damn miracle. Njal guessed he should have started believing in miracles. When he had awoken from his own expedition, he had been surprised to know that all of the women that had been taken were back with them in the Lostlands. There was one he hoped to see much more than the other. As much as he didn't know if they would classify each other as friend's, he had been interested in knowing if Jarl Freydis had made it back safely. That had been his first stop, even before seeing Torsten. Maybe that was sign enough that there was a semblance of care there. Not that Njal would ever admit to as much aloud.

As he came upon her, he let out a sigh and held his arms outwards. Definitely not for a hug because he was sure neither of them were those kinds of people. "Any fun, violent stories to share?"

[afshinxeldar]

closed starter for @freydis-freydat location: lostlands note: death by snu snu

There were people Afshin cared for and then there were others that were right below that status that he would've considered people he cared about if they lived or died. He wouldn't have been able to move past it if Aytac or Torsten or Ormir were gone. But then there were people like Freydis. He never really spoke it much, but he did care about her well-being. Their relationship was for sure a shaky one, but the fact of the matter was that Afshin definitely liked her presence. Nobody else spoke to him as bluntly as she did. Well, other than Ormir, but that was different. Ormir was father-shaped. Freydis was 'Step on me'-shaped. Not that he would ask her to do so. She'd probably want something in return and he just couldn't put himself in that kind of position. Who knew what she would want from him if he asked her of that. Maybe he'd have to re-evaluate that at a later date though once he found out she was in good shape. Hands folded behind his back, he observed her. "I hope you didn't need anyone to carry you over any puddles."