Return of the hung-over Viking

[bigarmy_strangepants]

[[OOC: Context: Ragnar had some very uncomfortable ideas planted in his head by young!Moriarty, and then walked off into the mountains to get drunk think about them.]]


The back door to the lake and garden opens, and Ragnar Lothbrok walks in. He looks a bit dirty and scruffy, and if you get close, you'll notice that he smells of unwashed Viking.

He walks up to the bar and orders a pint of beer, which he drains to over half mark before putting it down again. He sighs, opens his magical belt pouch, gets out a bottle and puts it on the bar counter where it vanishes.

And another.

And another.

And another...

Comments

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Skills that are completely useless in the future, like navigating with a sunstone," Ragnar says, glumly.

[guppy_sandhu]

"But you don't live in the future."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"But I am here, and I am a stupid Viking who simply doesn't understand stuff everybody knows," Ragnar says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Like what?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"How people's souls work," Ragnar says. "Seems I did terrible things and didn't even know. When I knew I was doing terrible things, it wasn't even that bad. I think."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Ragnar, people did things twenty years ago in my world that were acceptable and are now considered horrible." Guppy says. "You can only go off the time you're in."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"But I did damage," Ragnar says. "Seems I break what means most to me."