It was afternoon in Whispering River village, everything was normal. Kids running around, women gosspiping and cooking, men sharpening their knives, some teenage girls watering plants to gift to some jerk teenage boys. All through that Gunnar was standing in front of the Longhouse with his arms crossesd, looking at the village with a look of man who was almost... looking for something. The thing was, his parents; White Beard and Penlope. Has been looking forward to get him a bride, but Gunnar doesnt like getting his wife chosen by anyone. All middle of that, someone equipped his interest, Guest. Guest was doing none of the village normal stuff, she was picking dangerous colorful flowers, smashing them in a pot with honey and water to create colors. That was creative. Gunnar liked creative.