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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((Lives House/Shop details: Â has porch with stool, front door leads into a shop area were there is shelves with carvings, wood boats, and pendants. There is a counter. Behind the counter is her work table, also behind the counter is the living space, door that leads in there(there’s a wall seperating the 2 rooms) there is a small put fire in the 2 rooms to keep it te building warm. In the living space has a table for eating and chairs, there is shutters to speerate her sleeping space from the other space (space lol Idk). (And dats it…I felt te need to describe lol)
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Torrad continues to chop down trees, the dog starting to hobble off in a direction without him seeing it.
Nolegs wanders over to a man, growling a bit from a bush she was in, “Ggggrrrr…”
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hearing a growl, I draw my bow, I’m not the best shot, but i can hit a target if need be
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Nolegs wanders out of the bush, still growling. She stays a distance back to intimidate the man, not attack him.
Torrad hears a growl, “Nolegs?” He keeps his axe in hand and wanders off to where she may have gone, “Nolegs?”
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I see the dog, i keep the bow drawn but i lower it
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Nolegs stops growling as the bow is lowered, then turning around as a tall, blonde man approaches, “Nolegs! There you are girl.” Torrad looks at the man she was threatening, giving a big smile as he rest the axe on his shoulder, “Hello, comrade! I hope she didn’t scare you too much.” He says, nodding at the bow.
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“your dog sounds much bigger than it is, i slowly ease the bowstring back
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Torrad lets out a hearty chuckle as he holds out the hand not holding his axe, “Torrad is my name, I see you met Nolegs by now.” He gestures to the three-legged dog, now happy and wagging her tail.
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I shake his hand “eyiolfr” ((brb))
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Torrad smirks and shakes his hand, mentally noting his firm grip and giving the same to him, “Pleasure to meet you, Eyiolfr!” He says, bringing his hand down, palm up. Nolegs obediently goes over to his hand and licks it, “Nolegs is happy to meet you as well. Right girl?” The dog turns around and looks at you.
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“i don’t recall seeingyou before, are you from the village?” i say pointing in the direction of the village
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Torrad shakes his head, “I guess you could say I’m an…outcast in a way.” He smirks and waves in the direction of the village, “I do live here, but I’m a farmer closer to the outskirts.” He looks up at the man, smiling, “I bet you’ve met my sister, Anna. She takes care of the trades and such, having a way with words and all.”
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“i have seen her once in my sister’s shop, what were you doing out here i amy ask?”
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Torrad points behind him with his thumb, “Cutting up a plethora of wood. When I head over to the thing, I’m making sure Anna can be warm at night and day.” He smiles, looking at him, “What about you friend? Out on a hunting trip I guess?”
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“yep, me and Liv are almost out of meat. she’s a wood worker” i say holding up the bow (gtg eat)