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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Shrugging the thought off, she continued through the forest, spotting faded footsteps and strange objects in the snow. Kneeling next to a strange object embedded in the snow, she wrapped her hand around the handle, noticing that she was handling a sword of some sort. She pulled it out of the ground,and gasped when she saw that it had her name written on it,”W-What?” Shaking her head, she dug futher into the snow, and arched an eyebrow when she pulled a sheath out.
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“YOU HAVE FOUND MY SWORD!” SCREAMED CONAN SEXBEAST MACDOUGAL THE FOURTEENTH, SPRINTING TOWARDS SWARINE AND STANDING IN FRONT OF HER, HIS INSANE MUSCLY FIGURE CASTING A SHADOW OVER HER.
“CONGRATULATIONS, SKINNY BADGER CREATURE. YOU HAVE FOUND MY SWORD AND YOU NOW MUST USE IT TO VANQUISH ME IN BATTLE. LET US BEGIN, I WILL BE USING MY BEAR HANDSSSSSS” CONAN SCREECHED.
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She arched an eyebrow and stood up,”Um… How did you know my name? And if it were to be your sword, then why bury it in snow?” She leapt into the trees and smiled sweetly,”Thanks for the sword~”
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“I DID NOT EXPECT YOUR NAME TO BE SKINNY BADGER CREATURE, BUT IF YOU INSIST. LET US DO BATTLE FOR YOU TO KEEP THE SWORD. IF YOU LOSE, IT WILL COST YOUR LIFEEE” CONAN SEXBEAST SCREAMED, LIFTING HIS HANDS AND ROARING.
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She shook her head,”It’s Swarine! Its on the sword!” She stopped and hung upside down from one of the branches, grinning,”Besides, my life is worthless~ Its not like I’d care if you were to kill me!” She jumped back up, the sword hanging at her side,”What is it with you people comapring me to animals? First i’m a monkey and now I’m a badger…” She dashed through the tree branches. Regardless, she needed to keep this rampaging, old man away from the village.
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CONAN SEXBEAST SPRINTED AFTER HER, WAGGLING HIS MASSIVE ARMS AND SCREECHING.
“THE SWORD YOU MUST FIGHT ME FOR THE SWOOOOOOOOOOORD” HE SCREAMED.
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She stopped on a branch and threw the sword to the ground,”I don’t want it if I have to fight. I can’t stand violence.” With that, she continued through the trees.
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CONAN SEXBEAST OPENED HIS MOUTH, THE SWORD FALLING INTO HIS THROAT AND DISAPPEARING AS HE SWALLOWED IT WHOLE.
“GOODBYE STRANGE MONKEY BEAST. I WILL WAIT UNTIL ANOTHER PERSON COMES AND I CAN FIGHT THEM FOR THE SWORD!” HE SCREAMED.
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*Liv lifted her head from placing the pendants and bands in the pound, she heard echoing cave man screams from below the cliff, she couldn’t hear them exactly because of the height she was at but it sounded weird, she shook her head and placed the last of the pendants and bands in the pound, she took a long necklace of beads from her satchel and started counting the necklace had 100 beads on it and in 9 cycles of counting (9 minutes), she pendants and bands would be enchanted, she leaned against a tree and started counting, grimacing at the weird noises below wondering what it was*
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She frowned and shrugged. She could make a much better, and lighter sword than that piece of junk.
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I walk around with Astrid she runs around looking at a bunch of shops. “Hey! Can I get a dagger? NO wait maybe a bow like yours!” Astrid asks. “Grandfather can make a dagger just for you, and I think we can find a carpenter or someone good with wood made weapons.”
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(( Um… The thing with Jack NEVER HAPPENED XD OK? Ok XD)) Swarine smirked and pulled the sheath on. Today should go well. A new mysterious sword never hurt anyone… Unless it was Excalliber… God, that sword never shut up.
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*It had been 9 minutes, Liv fished out the pendants and bands and set them in her satchel along with her beads, she made her way down the mountain and through the forest once again leaping and jumping from stone to stone*
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Sighing, Swarine began to make her way towards the village. She felt as if she were forgetting something really important… Shrugging, she continued running through the tree tops, her mind still whirring with thoughts about the sword.
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Rin tucks a piece of starting her deep red hands behind her ear. She walks through the forest, closer to the village, her fur and leather boots wet with dew.
