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.
Organizer (1)
- Organized by
-
-
The RolePlay
-
The RolePlay
updated 8 years, 4 months ago
10 Members
·
519
Posts
-
-i look both directions as i speak with a dark hollow voice- “i dont care to fight im not an outsider im a loner and if you want to fight i fight to kill so your call.” -i say still hidden behind the mask with the two 7′ tall swords at my side-
-
Swarine sighs once she realized she ran out of an ingrediant for a potion she was making and she sighed,”Now where am I going to get any Dragon Root?” She sighed and wrote a note to Liv saying she went out to look for herbs and grabbed a basket before looking around. Dragon Root only grows during winter… So now would probably be a good time to go start looking for it…
-
Torrad moves his hand from his back, putting them both on his hips, “Ha. I do not wish to fight friend. Just only wish for you to not scare the townsfolk.” He says, his smile starting to grow.
-
-i laugh under the mask as i look at him and speak in the dark hollow voice- “let me be alone and we will all be fine.” -i turn and walk off with the swords on my back-
-
*Liv dream: she staired out at a battle field from the top of a hill Vikings and town guards slashed at each other as they thought on and on. Liv’s gaze riveted from the sene to a town guard walking up to her she could not see his face not the people on the barel fields faces, he drew his sword, Liv tryed to move away but her body would not respond, she tryed to talk but nothing came out but a squeak, he staired at the soldier knowing he was going to kill her, the soldier impaired her with his sword, Liv grabbed at it and looked down Gasping for breath but none came, she truly felt like she was Dieing, she tryed to yell but nothing came out again , Liv stumbled back the imaginary pain was to real, Liv slowly fell back and when she did she herd a faint giggle she was not sure if it was their or not but that’s when her dream broke* Liv shot up from her sleeping position sweating her side stinged now so she could focus of other things than clutching it for the pain to lessen she looked over at a note and read it, once read she placed it down and pondered on her dream siting down and leaning against the cave wall,”I am going to go on a raid sooner or later”, she said stubbornly.”And their so nothing that anyone can do about it but me”.
-
Torrad shrugs and walks along his way, dragging Nolegs by the back of her neck for a moment, before she whimpers softly, following reluctantly, “Fine by me stranger.”
-
Swarine ighed and wandered through the outskirts of town. Now that she thought about it, she didn’t even remember how she got to the village… Sighing, she continued through the outskirts in search of the Dragon Root. Only stopping once she saw Torrad walking away from a stranger. She kept quiet as she sat in the trees above the stranger. Curiousity got the best of her and she dropped down in front of the person in the mask,”Who are you?” She quietly asked.
-
Torrad looks over to Swarine, walking over to her with a huge smile on his face. Always good to see old friends! He wanders over and notices her approach the masked man. He gasps a bit and Nolegs begins to bark again, “Swarine! Hello again!” He says, trying to get her away by waving very quickly.
-
She ignored him for a moment and continued poking the mysterious figure,”Are you even-” Her eyes sparkled when she laid eyes on the swords,”Omilordie. So pretty! They look like they could do a lot more damage than a normal sword too!” She smiled warmly at Torrad,”Oh, hello! Do you know this… weird guy just kinda standing here?”
-
-i lay on a different roof as i close my eyes and i take off my mask letting the wind hit my face-
-
Swarine frowns and looks around,”Hhheeyyy… Where’d that weird person go? I wanted to ask them about their swords…” She sighed and looked around, now noticing that no one was around,”And now I’m talking to myself…” She slipped her hands inside her cloak after pulling her hood up and she trudged back towards the cave,”Liv? You here still?”
-
-i lay their watching the sky as i have my mask off and im laying on livs house-
-
“YES!”, She said enthusiastically.”I AM READY TO TAKE ON 10 WOLFS!”, she said even more enthusiastically, Liv stepped forward but started skidding on a little patch of gravel her weight shifted and she slammed against the cave wall, she shot up full of energy,”I AM OK!”, she yelled! and stumbled forward.
-
Swarine giggled and shook her head before approaching her,”That’s good, but I do not believe that attacking ten wolves would be a smart idea at the moment.” She smiled and walked out into the snow, and glanced up at the some-what clear sky,”A storm’s coming… It’ll be here tomorrow…” She muttered, her eyes now a bright purple. She blinked a few times and sigehd when they returned green,”Mind if I camp out at your house for the night? I have some questions about Dragon Root.”
-
-i wathed form top laughing a little forgetting my mask-