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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“Nuh either your half bear, crazy, or being favored by Odin to sleep near the sea”, she said grabbing his hand and dragging him into her house/shop.
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-my eyes widen at the touch as i follow remaining silent-
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*Liv let go when they entered her house and continued to the back room, she emerged with a animal skin sleeping bag and handed it to him*”You can sleep anywhere here alright? Ain’t no one sleeping out their tonight”, she said stubbornly and went to the back room.
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-i follow then hand the sleeping bag back and i walk to the furnace as i lay on the floor and i curl in a ball with my wolf hide covering me-
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*Liv shrugged and ploped on her bed and went to sleep*
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-i continue to lay their as if it looks like im a wolf-
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*stumbles out of a pub and face plants into a snow bank popping his head up*
Welp today is gonna be a great day
*Standing and turning around just in time to catch his sword being thrown at him by the bar keep*
Thank you for the lodging after my next raid I will reward you handsomely
*Bar keep flips him off and storms inside*
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*slinging his longsword onto his back he wipes his beard and looks around*
What little village did I end up in? Hmm wonder if they got a blacksmith
*Walking through the road sobering up as he walks he smells a forge and walks until he finds a black smiths forge and bangs on the door now fully sober*
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*Sven bangs on the door again*
Hellooooo! I’m looking for a blacksmith!
*Kicks the door once and starts to walk away from the smithery*