Post by Hiccup on Aug 23, 2018 16:13:08 GMT
Hiccup stooped to pick up his dagger so he could put it away before he paused and looked up and him with an amused sort of expression, nodding, "yeah, well that's the archipelago for you," he agreed, this place was strange even before the dragons, but he supposed that was par for the course when dealing with vikings and their whims. Everything he'd ever known had always been chaos and strange things that made sense at the time...Vikings didn't have the best hindsight, or so he'd noticed.
After he'd put his weapon away, he started to gather up the firewood he'd dropped in his initial shock, slipping around to the other side to put it away in the saddle-basket, "so you're not from around these parts then, are you?" He tilted his head, "I can tell by your clothes, and your name, you don't hear names so exotic around here," he commented, looking the man up and down, he looked relatively old, older than his dad for sure, but not frail by any stretch of the word, "hm, I should probably make my way back to see if Snotlout found a place to settle into..." He looked back over at him with a friendly smile, "you can join us if you want? Snot seemed determined to hunt down a few boar, an extra set of hands to do that wouldn't hurt?" He offered, he didn't know if the guy would take it, but the offer was there.  |
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Post by luthyx on Aug 23, 2018 20:13:01 GMT
Snotlout, Ixenternock
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Ah. So there was the name comment. Ixen chuckled a little.
"I'm most certainly not from here," he said. "Er, I don't remember where I came from all too well, to be perfectly honest, but I can say that I definitely wasn't a Viking." He finally let his posture settle into something comfortable, at ease, and took a moment to brush off some of the leaves that clung to his shirt.
Ixen nodded when Hiccup made an offer. "Sure! Not like I could eat a whole boar by myself, anyhow - not anymore. And a proper campfire is better than a musty shiphold. Off we go, then?"
