Hvitserk has always been a good friend to you. You’re Floki and Helgas daughter after all. And he’s also only two years older than you, making it easier to get close.

Today, for his usual routine for the evening, he goes far into the forests of Kattegat where Floki’s cabin is, the small dock scattered with unfinished and failed boats. He comes to visit you as usual.

Hey! Hvitserk calls out, his axe on his waist along with his sword