Return To Asgard
The Warriors Three finally return home with a large group of savages. "Was that one with us the whole time?" Valstagg whispers to Fndral after seeing an oddly well kept savage with horns and odd red markings on his muted brown-ish gray-ish armor. The swordsman looks over at one part of the group savages around them. The red haired warrior notices his friend is looking in the wrong direction. "No. That one." He whispers while turning his brother at arms in the right direction.
"I don't know. They all look so... So... Vastly different to me." The swordsman then turns to face the red head. "Now, shall we escort these savages to the dungeon?" Fandral ask then pats his seemingly paranoid friend on the shoulder before turning to lead the way to the dungeon. "Yes." Valstagg replies still feeling unsure of the oddly well kept savage.
