Gunnar nods his head to the family and smiles warmly as they are blessed by the one-eyed man, something was off about him, but he couldn't place it, shaking the feeling off, he gladly escorted the young ladies past and through to the meadow.

Everything seemed to be going well, and he was happy for it.

"These are the good times, watching the Jarl's daughter is a blessing from Wotan himself, I tell you."