The sun came early in the morning and Frigs woke up from his sleep while the others were still asleep. He made his way into his casual clothing with another layer of a fur coat that he got a few days back and got out of the house he was provided.
The air in the open was cold but warmer than any other places he had experienced in the north. Maybe it was because of the sun. Either way, he walked around the village, just touring it casually. People initially looked at him with suspicion in their eyes, but it soon stopped when he helped one of the villagers with their daily tasks.
That gained him a small trust of the villagers, and words spread faster than he thought they would. Not actually bothering the stare people were giving at him since the start, Frigs continued on his walk.
