Video: un ragnarsdottir; filtered to Floki and Ivar

[like_quicksilver]

[The feed shows Gyda in the barn, idly petting one of the goats that's come to rest in the shade. Her expression is numb, and when she tries to speak, her voice comes out quiet, almost like it's a matter of effort to even form out words.]

Father and Athelstan are gone.

[That's as much as she could get out before choking back a sob.]

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[ragnarsson]

The gods were good to us.

[They'd sent his family to him, and even if it hadn't been for nearly as long as Ivar would have liked, he'd been able to see his father in his prime, not as the old, broken-down man he'd become.]

Of course you can. You need someone to protect you.

[That was Ivar's job now that their father was gone. He was going to make sure Gyda got a chance to grow up here safe and sound.]

[like_quicksilver]

What does it say when I need a cripple as a bodyguard. [She allowed herself a small grin as she said this-they were well aware that he was dangerous for being underestimated.]

What about the animals? Is there room or will we just give them to the farm?

[ragnarsson]

That you're a very smart girl. [Anyone who so much as harmed a hair on Gyda's head was subsequently losing a hand.]

We can put them in the backyard if you'd like.

[like_quicksilver]

There will need to be a fence and shelter to keep them from running off and to keep them safe. [She had spent nearly all of her life as a farmer's daughter; she knew how to take care of goats.]

What about the home and buildings? Father built them himself and I don't want them to become run down.

[ragnarsson]

We can do that easily. [Ivar's never been much of a domestic farmer, but he knows enough of the basics to help out.]

We can keep them for now and figure out what to do with them. Maybe we can keep them as an alternative home.

[He could only handle one thing at a time right now.]