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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Swarine laughed and nodded,”Thanks for telling me. I’ll be sure to go visit the Black Smith then…” She chuckled awkwardly,”Hopefully he doesn’t ask what I need all the weapons for…”
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*Liv nodes, and scrosses her arms when a cold wind gusts through the town*
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She glanced at Liv and lightly smiled,”I have another cloak if you need it. These things are surprisingly warm.” She rested her eyes on the medium sized building in front of her and sighed,”Well, time to go ask for supplies…”
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She nods and opens the door to the building,”Guests first,” She replied, smiling.
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Nodding as a reply, she closed the door behind her and smiled at the lady at the front desk before walking to the back room. She lightly tapped on the door and waited for someone to open it,”Liv, could you wait out here a moment?”
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-i throw the sword in the ground as i stand up and i look around-
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*Liv shruged*”Sure”, she then stepped out side for the time being.
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~~After the Convo ~~ Swarine stepped out of the room and lightly smiled,”Thanks for the wait. He’s going to provide all the supplies I need to build my house.”
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-i spot the two girls as i shrug and i take the two swords as i place them in their sheaths on my back and i walk to the water where i sit on the sand looking out to it-
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Swarine adjusted her bag’s strap before glancing at the hill. As she walked through the snow she couldn’t help but ask Liv,”So… Were you born here or did travels lead you here?”
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“Umm.. Travels, I think I was born were the this takes place, Eyiolfr knows more than me”, she said shrugging.