The Vikings
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.
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Swarine lightly smiled and nodded awkwardly,”Actually… Do you have any medical equipment?” She pulled her cloak back a bit, revealing a large gash in her leg from where she fell earlier,”I need to clean this up some before it gets infected…”
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*Liv nodded*”Yeah i can make a salv to put on the wound”, she said turning and going into the back room, she picked the herbs in the little kitchen area, pitcher of water, and her grinding bowl, she yawned and stepped back out, she placed the bowl on the table and placed the herbs in it, she pottered some water in it and started grinding the herbs.”this salve is meant to heal wounds”, she said.
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I carry the dead deer on my shoulders back to the village, I stop at Liv’s huse to give her the rabbits, i knock on the door
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Swarine smiled and watched with curiousity,”Strange… Reminds me of magic, except you’re using herbs.” She glanced at the window to the outside world and sighed as she saw it was beginning to get dark,”So, what holidays to your people celebrate?”
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“Its open”, Liv called to the door, still at work with the herbs.”hmm let me think”, she said looking up lost in thought.
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I open the door and dump the bag of rabbits on the table “we got some more meat” i say, the deer still around my shoulders
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Swarine turned her head and remained quiet as she watched Liv stir the herbs. She adjusted her cloak again before listening to their conversation…
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“theres, Jul, Thursebolt, Disting, Valisbolt, Ostara, Walpurgis and Thrimilici, Einherjar, Sigurdsbolt, Midsummer, Lithasbolt, Harvent End, and Winternights”, she said taking a big intake of breath after resighting all of them.”Done”, she said and took a clean wrap of white cloth she spread it across the cloth and held it out walking over to Swarine.”All there is to do is tie it around the wound”. “Thank you Eyiolfr!”, she said to her cousin smiling.((edited the thingy))
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Swarine lightly smiled and took the cloth,”I’ll do that myself. Thanks.” She glanced out the window and sighed,”Now… When is the Thing going to take place? You never told me.”
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“two weeks” i say answering for her
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Swarine sighed and stood up after tening to her wound,”Oh… I’ll be in a different village by then….”
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*Liv hands Swarine the wrap*”and in 2 weeks i will be eligible to go or not!”, she said enthusiastically to Eyiolfr.
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“all the villages go” i say setting the deer down
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She sighed,”I mean in a different region. Where I come from, we had ceremonies similar, but not quite the same.” She adjusted her backpack strap and pulled one of her daggers out. She examined it for a moment before sighing again,”I’m going back home to see if any of the villages over there are still standing…”
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“…were is your country exactly?”, she said curious.