The Vikings
Public / Group
Public / Group
The year is 971, Scandinavia. A earl rules his tribe of farmers, shipbuilders, and warriors.You live in the service of the earl, you do what he says. If you do not, you will be punished. Every summer, warriors, men and women alike go on the annual raids, they do not fear death, for if they die, they shall be sent to Valhalla, legendary hall of the gods.
The RolePlay
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-I walk into Liv’s house, i have asked her to make me a new shield in exchange of some fighting lessons “cousin, how goes the shield?”
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*Liv, stands from her work table that was litered with leather scraps and wood shavings alike, She hefted the circular shield up from the table and carryed it to Him it was blank at the moment*”Just about finished, all there is to do now is paint it”, she said smiling.
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– i hold it in my hand, it is strong and light “it is good, thank you Liv” i pat you her on the shoulder
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“Only the best fer my Cousin!”, she said adjusting her Tool belt that she currently had on.
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“Yes!, wait a moment I have my own shield”, Liv said setting down her belt on the work table and going over to the far wall, she unhooked a White back ground shield with blue stars on it, she slid it on her arm and turned to her cousin.”Are we useing wood weopans or real ones?”.
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“wood for now, maybe we ill use real ones later” i say walking over and getting a wooden sword
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“Alright!, were do we start?”, she said swinging her arm to make it get used to shields weight and to stretch.
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“let’s go outside, don’t want to break anything” i say looking around the room
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“yes that would be best”, she said looking at the animal wood carvings and little wood boats she made in her past time.
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I head outside the backdoor and motion for Liv to follow me, we live next to each other in a small village of mostly fishermen, the village is near empty, as most are out fishing
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*Liv followed Eyiolfr out side and distanced her self form him, she took up the wood sword and swung it a couple times.
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I am not using a shield, but the unpainted one lies on the ground near me “come on, attack me” i say to Liv