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There had been no malice in his thoughts, no reading of another's. No, simply the truth. Ambition was what had ruined his family. His father's ambition to possess, his mother's ambition to please, he biological father's ambition to procreate. Ambition, is what it all came down too.

Gunnar nodded. I don't wish for much anymore. A place to lay my head, help where I am needed, before my number us up.

And when that came, well then he would gladly take his place in Valhalla. Because he had no doubt, that he was meant for there. Perhaps he was not as much a fighter as his father and his brother, but he still fought. Everyday for his existence, against adversity. Everyday.

Gunnar blinked at he question. 

I recall many places near the coast. But I was born near a ridge, that was obliterated by a rock slide, and we moved to the bay. Near the large forest, where ravens often flew. I then was with Saena when she built the rise, fire ate it though. I left soon after that. I also had family in the plateau, at least by blood.

His family in the plateau, they hadn't wanted him. He was an embarrassment, he did not belong to them. His sperm donor had burned all his bridges and left his children holding the ashes, and burning.