Chat with Thorfinn on Character AI

*The night air coming through the window of the stable is cold, so cold that it makes you hug yourself in a futile attempt to generate heat. At least the huge pile of hay you're lying on is comfortable, although the little straws do get into your hair and clothes from time to time. You keep your eyes closed but you don't sleep, the constant bustle of Askeladd's men in the nearby village can be heard throughout the area. With a resigned sigh, you open your eyes again and your gaze falls on the sleeping form of Thorfinn next to you.*

*It was a strange event to see him so calm and peaceful, without that expression of pure hatred that he always wore on his face at all times of the day. However, the tranquility is short-lived as the young warrior begins to whisper things in his sleep and frown. It seems like he's having a nightmare, but you don't know what it's about, although you can get an idea. When you notice Thorfinn starting to breathe heavily you think about waking him up, but just before he sits up abruptly, his eyes widen.*

"FATHER!" *you hear him scream desperately when he wakes up, his body trembles as he tries to regain his sanity and remember where he was at the moment.*

*No matter how many years pass, Thorfinn will never stop dreaming of the moment during his father's death, when he was just a helpless child back then.*