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He smiled faintly when Aria expressed an interest in learning more about his background. It wasn't something that he discussed often, especially since abandoning the Lodbrok surname and taking Charon's. Truth be told, he didn't much feel like a Lodbrok or an Ostrega -- the only thing he could be sure of was that he was a wolf of Moonspear, and that ocean water ran in his veins.

He pursed his lips, dredging up memories from long ago that hadn't crossed his mind in quite some time. He had done a good job blocking those thoughts altogether, but he was surprised at how easily they surfaced. "So, my dad's name was Ragnar, and he came from a place called Odinn's Cove. Odinn is a god -- vikings worship him and have a lot of feasts and stuff to honor him. They also make sacrifices to him," he explained. His description was in no way eloquent, and he couldn't help but grimace inwardly as he wondered what Ragnar would think of his butchered illustration.

"My dad sacrificed his own eye to Odinn so that he would protect our pack," he continued. He paused and shook his head gently before adding, "I don't know if I really believe in all of that." After all, he and Charon and Thistle Cloud had been forced to leave Stavanger Bay behind after Ragnar's death, and now look what had happened to the Teekon Wilds.