Sigurdur drops from his horse, landing light on his feet, smiling at fair Arnfrior. He notes that she will be a beauty that legends sing of someday soon.
"Well met, fair Arnfrior. I art glad to see you well. Ist your father about? I thought to ask him about Midgard, on mine father's advice. Hogun the Grim is not one for tale-telling and suggested I leave the task to one better suited and recommended Lord Fandral." he says.
"But first, how fares thee?" he asks.
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