Why is he looking at me with those piercing eyes, that beard is getting in my way old man, you should trim it!
"Brynjar, yes, that will be my sons name, a warriors name."
Wait, that's my father, that huge bear and what's this with a name, oh right I didn't have a name yet, in my past life my name was Luke, but in this world I did not have a name, Brynjar, I like it, it sounds cool.
While I was thinking about father "Papa" accidentaly slipped my mouth.
Everyone was in shock, especially granny she hasn't heard a single word from me even tho she was looking after me this whole time.
After that my father started carrying me all around the house and telling all kinds of stories to me, first of all, this is a village and my father is a chief here, there are several villages in this huge forest which you could walk for days to finally see plains. My father was out to fight beasts in this forest which threatened our villages safety.
I'm 10 months old now and I can crawl it's a matter of time before I can start walking around with this weak body of mine, anyways, I can talk to some extent now, but learning this language is a challange.
I've been crawling around the house and something caught my attention a door, big door, I never seen what's inside, my father sometimes walks in there, maybe it's some sort of secret.. I'am unable to reach the door knob, unless I climb up the table.
THIS SEEMED EASIER WHEN I SAID IT! I never been good with hights and from this babies perspective it feels like if I fall I'll die, no, don't give up a man has to finish what he starts! I finally was able to reach the door knob and open the door, while almost stumbuling down. Ahh finally safe on the ground, now time to unravel this mistery!
"Brynjar! There you are it's time for dinner!"
Granny, this is the first time that I can say, but I hate you..