[ Berserker is on a mission and that is to make it to his temple. While getting the lay of the land is important, he's more interested in getting to Giant's Grave. There is something methodical to the way he walks, though, taking note of every temple along the way. He doesn't seem so out of place in his armor among the scarred landscape.

Kneeling down by a particularly large patch of wildflowers, he does look extremely out of place as he brushes his hand over them. If someone says something or notices him, he turns his head. ]

I've just never seen anything like this. Nothing more.

[ Getting into a snowball fight with Berserker is a very bad idea. As he feels a snowball hit him in the back, he turns with incredible speed, a snowball of his own readied. It's thrown with such force that it's a wonder it doesn't melt with how fast it's traveling.

To the person it hits, you have my condolences. ]

[ Berserker seems to have no interest in eating or playing games. He's being his usual killjoy self, choosing to sit alone with no cushion and just watches the people pass him by. Attempts to get him to eat or talk are met with an indifferent look. ]

I'm fine here. Don't concern yourself with what I'm doing.