Recognizing their Jarls men immediately set Gunnar at ease, but he frowned as the sell-sword disrespected his wards, had he no clue who this was? he thought ruefully to himself as his own companions attempted to guard their wards honor, such as it was.

"Hallbjorn!" he says relieved, "we have been blessed to watch over the Jarls daughters, they are heading to a meadow to pick flowers, what of you?" he says, trying his best to be diplomatic as his companions throw threats like words in the wind.