We've finished our summer troll hunts and Uncle Trond came around asking for a capable leader to take care of a crew to explore the outside for something or other, so naturally I stuck out and he chose me without a second's hesitation. I'm the best of the best in my family!

[That is not how that went at all but who else was better for the job than Sigrun Eide anyway?]

I fell in an easy sleep, ready for a debriefing and preparation the following day, and woke up here instead. I don't think they'd picked out my people yet, but I'll decide my pick of the litter here if I need to.

[Though. There's some key things messed up here, and she's rubbing her neck thinking about it.]

The funny thing is, I'd hurt my neck pretty bad on the last hunt and that's obviously gone. I got these though.

[And she'll pull up her sleeve to reveal the shittiest stitches ever.]