Can't hide the truth

*Ragnar* · (This post was last modified: April 27, 2014, 07:46 PM by Ragnar.)

Probably. I've been eyeing up 'Eiríkr' because it's similar to Ragnar's father's name (and what I was going to name Sveinn, originally, lol.

“I don’t know,” Ragnar responded truthfully at Thistle’s next question regarding his brother’s leading skills. “Vàli is good at following orders he is given, I do not know how he fares on his own making all the decisions,” Ragnar liked to believe that he had set a good enough example for his brother than he would not turn into a second Björn but given how easily Vàli followed Ragnar’s lead without question made a small part of the Viking wonder if his brother would not crush under the weight of responsibility and allow the power to go to his head as Björn had. “I had originally offered the Second in Command position to Floki who told me he was too busy stitching me up to accept it.” A smile, borne of Ragnar’s fondness for his ‘madman’ friend crept across the scarred savage’s lips. “It takes a noble man to turn down such a position regardless of his reasoning.” It had, if it were at all possible, simply made Ragnar respect Floki even more, and though the position had been eventually given to his brother it was always reserved for Floki should the Healer had ever wanted it.

“Perhaps the Fates will be kinder still to the both of us and he will find his way here so that he might be on my other side once more and that you may meet him.” Indeed, Floki’s opinion of Thistle would be an interesting one to hear, Ragnar had very little doubt. Ragnar agreed with her as she chuffed at him about being tiny but mighty. She was mighty. Mighty enough to bear his children, his culture, his personality, his love. Indeed, she had already been questioned about her choice in men because Ragnar was a savage, feral and she …Thistle was the picture of elegance and finesse. They were polar opposites, two beings that should have been drawn together and yet they were and they matched in the most unlikely, beautiful way going back to the belief of some that they were made for one another despite that they came from two different worlds. “Then show me,” The Viking challenged in another purl grinning quite literally like a Machiavellian villain.