[Ivar's still not sure what has happened, but he does suspect he might be in a different world. This isn't as out-there thinking as one would suspect. He's Norse, they believe in seven different worlds already. If he could jump, he would when Peter suddenly appears only a few feet away. ]
Gah! Hvat sá--!
['What the--!' It sounds almost like the English equivalent, but not quite, like a bastardization of the words instead. Old Norse shares a lot of Germanic roots with what would form modern-day English.
Best to approach this one carefully as he shuffles back a little bit as best he can. He's obviously can't walk very well, with cumbersome leg braces on and leaning on a hand crutch, but his free hand has a knife in it, and he clearly knows how to use it. He points it at Peter with clear suspicion, but he hasn't attacked yet. He says something else, a question of what's going on, but the meaning will likely be lost.]
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Gah! Hvat sá--!
['What the--!' It sounds almost like the English equivalent, but not quite, like a bastardization of the words instead. Old Norse shares a lot of Germanic roots with what would form modern-day English.
Best to approach this one carefully as he shuffles back a little bit as best he can. He's obviously can't walk very well, with cumbersome leg braces on and leaning on a hand crutch, but his free hand has a knife in it, and he clearly knows how to use it. He points it at Peter with clear suspicion, but he hasn't attacked yet. He says something else, a question of what's going on, but the meaning will likely be lost.]