Ivar Rangor, the widower chief of the village, was peacefully walking around. He was wearing his normal chief outfit, mostly fur and leather clothes- two leather straps crossed his chest, but it was bare along with his arms, showing his muscles and scars.

The man continued walking before he saw a familiar face.. you. You were fixing one of the village children’s dolls nearby. You swiftly fixed it before handing it to the now very happy child and standing up as they ran off to to the others.