Dragoncrest Cliffs Alaska

Merlin's face lit up, when Njord mentioned that he needed him, his heart warmed up at the thought of being useful to someone. You see, he was fine on his own, he managed well, he could have survived the winter more or less in the same piece, but he was lonely. And this feeling even with the memory loss of him before the bachelor pack and a Q girl was almost like a good friend for him. Felt like home at times too. 

"I could do that," he nodded his head, smiling sincerely at Njord. "Can't leave you out in the world alone - it's rough there," he grinned, but he knew that with Mr Nordic by his side, they would conquer it all. "Oh, yeah. Run with a bunch of outlaws and marauders for a long time and then decided to hit on my own. They were good chaps - wasn't a bad egg among them," he explained. 

"So - you can couch me in, how to impress these alpha ladies? 'cause it was pretty damn straighforward with the guys. But I kind of don't want to anger the leaders, if - just in case - I refuse to redecorate a den and that was the most important stuff I had to do to get in," he asked.