skill: ranger 2/5

How many times did it seem that world would make Vidarr cross it? Defective, sullied by his loss, somehow still on the side of world that put him right where he needed to be. It had been when they all had been transported there, and Vidarr had not left. He'd ended up halfway across the globe, admittedly once, and that had been shit. Otherwise, he had been there since the first of the boys lives, watching as guardian over Olive and giving Tiberius the space to be present for the birth of his boys. Vidarr had then been a shoulder while Archon and Tiberii had gone missing, and then Olive, and Tiberius, Augustus, Wren, and Euphemia. And then somehow they all managed to band together to bring Dawnbreak together, and they had all become stronger for it. Vidarr did not think much on the brief bit of time that Tiberius had returned to them before he dispersed again. He chose not to. Tiberius had been there and then skipped right out like a stone thrown against a still lake.

He heard her somewhere behind him, and it was enough to make him think of something other than the past. He didn't exactly slow down when he realized she was following him deliberately, but Vidarr at his natural clip had slowed as he had aged and then the knot of scars over his shoulder from the burns. They had been through so much since then. Spring would mark the boys' third birthday. He had spent winter with them before that, before Mythris. He'd shared sorrows and joys with them - and for someone who lived boisterously because that was the only way he knew how to.

He did not hide his emotions, so even now it would be clear to Aurelia that a tremble had started, his thick hackles and lip lifted in response to the unnatural fire. If Aurelia had peered at his eyes, she would have been able to see the blue flames dancing in his golden gaze. It is wrong. Vidarr grit out, taking a step back with his left leg as if he felt it necessary to hide the old injury and keep it safe. He was unable to hide it though, not fully, not without turning his entire body. No matter the places he had gone, the mountains he had scaled, the valleys he had explored, he had never seen such a thing. It was wild, and it made no sense, not to Guardian.

I have never seen such a thing - a flame with no source. It must be another gift from Mythris. Vidarr tore his gaze away from te fire to look to the Pillar. What is your thoughts, Wisdom? While older than her, yes, he still thought her perceptive and intelligent. He was interested in hearing what she saw that might have been (was hopefully) different than his innate fear of the flame.