To the boat!

Looking to the ship, Mimir then bowed before Nidhoggr.
“We thank you Mighty One for your aid.”
He knew the bind they had formed would not be a mutually beneficial one, things with dragons rarely were.
He put this in the back of his mind however, looking to the recently revived Tiella. Something in his mind was not letting him move past his eerie feeling towards her.
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Erik was grateful they wouldn’t have to fight the dragon, even with the rejuvenating waters. He now allowed a bit of his joy in seeing Dyvia awake come through.
“It is good to see you once more little one.”
Although still trying to deal with the nightmare she had endured, this sentiment went a long way in making her feel better.
“Have to say I actually missed you a little, big oaf.”
The two shared a weary chuckle before finding their way to the boat, eyeing the draugr onboard suspiciously.
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Theo moved to confront Mimir, not at all pleased in this apparent surprise recruitment of him.
“I had a deal with the jotun! We made it back and I would be able to go home, not get dragged down your little suicide trail!”
The ancient looked at Theo with contempt. Such fury when there was no power behind it.
“Fine then, stay here.”
Mimir made to get on the boat, leaving Theo to fume before visibly drooping in defeat and getting on the boat.