Otto sprinted through the streets, weaving through alleys and through crowds of people. The port was always busy, getting shipments of food and equipment, it also did not help that this was the capital of Iceland also. Otto neared the ship, he was supposed to set sail towards Aurland to pick up more troops and make a supply run while they were at it. Otto was briefed the day before departure so scheduling was a little tight for Otto, which unfortunately led him into the situation he currently was in, running like an idiot down the port in order to make it his ship. 

Fortunately for Otto, the ship had not left without him. He slowed down to a walk and strolled towards the ship. Unfortunately for him, before he could get any further, a tall man with blonde hair ran up to him and began to pull his towards the ship.

"Otto! There you are, what took you so long? Name's Oskar Heimirsson, I'm part of the crew, the support crew, mind you, I'm a civilian, not a military man like yourself. Come on, Come on, the boat's waiting, I swear, the guard there is going to leave without us just for spite if we're not quick! I already paid for your ticket, so don't worry about that!" The man said pulling him up the steps of the ship.

The man spoke so fast and said so much that Otto could not respond to all of the man's questions and comments. He decided that it would be best to keep quiet and follow the man's lead. Otto walked aboard the large ship, "Calm down, your going to give me a headache." Otto said sarcastically as he sat aboard the vessel, still breathing hard from all his running.