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3 yrs ago
LUV GOIN 2 A RENNASANZ FAIR. LOTTA FAGET NERDBOYS BUT GAWTDAMM I LUV THEM TURKYLEGS. COULD BOUTA DOZZEN OF THEM TASTY LIL FUCKS. LEMME GET A HELL YEAH BRUTHER
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3 yrs ago
MY PAPAW TOLLD ME 1 THING: SON WHEN UR MY AGE, UR GONA APPRESHIATE TAKIN A GOOD SHIT. AND BRUTHER, HE WUZ RITE! KEN I GETTA FUCKEN HELL YEAH?
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3 yrs ago
GONNA HAVE 2 DO SUM COMONITY SERVISE BC I GOT A FUKKIN DUI. I ASKED THE JUDGE IF HITTIN ON FAT-ASSED MEXICAN GIRLS CULD BE A SERVISE 2 THA CUMUNITY! LEMME GET A GOTTDAM HELL YEA BRUTTHER!!
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3 yrs ago
I like a man that knows what he wants. And I love when what he wants is to wear a pirate’s hat and poop on my chest whilst saying β€œArr! Swab the poopdeck ye scurvy hedgepig!” Aye aye, daddy! πŸ₯΅πŸ˜«πŸ΄β€β˜ οΈ
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3 yrs ago
MY UNCLE DONALD TAUGHT ME 1 THING: NEVER ITCH UR BUTTHOLE AFTER EATIN SUM HOT ASS CHICKEN WINGS! CAN I GET A HELL YEAH BRUTHER??
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This is a cool idea. I am currently thinking up a storyline
It's a shame this didn't take off last time around. I'll be brainstorming a concept for a character
Reporting in.
Googer booger, can I do some Non Born in the mystical non-Born lands somewhere in the south.

kkthnx lub u


Abso-lutely
@gorgenmast Have to respectfully withdraw interest. Looks like a really cool setting though!


I appreciate the prompt response. Thanks for stopping by.
Digging the Steindahl. Seems like they'll satisfy many of the traditional viking niches. Let me know when you're wrapped up and you'll be good to go.

I am itching to throw up an introductory IC. Looking for one more completed app or nearly-complete WIP before we begin in earnest. Also going to poke @Publius, @Polybius, and @The Nexerus to see if anyone who expressed interest in the interest check thread would still like to participate.
How does the map work, exactly? Is white historical Magnar land and the green foreign southerner land?


Not quite. That map is just Magnar, the southern lands are south of the map's southern edge. Will reveal that in another map later. The green on the Magnar map is halfway arable or vegetated. White is mostly barren tundra or icepack.
Still working on Seolhi-Princess info, but other than that, sheet's done.


I'm loving the Seolhi, Dead. Accepted without hesitation.
Alright, now that I'm finished reading through the tidbits of lore and all that, would it be at all possible to have a Realm of Born in the North of Magnar descended from a son of the Greatfather who took to smithing? The admittedly very basic idea I've got so far is that this son of the Greatfather consulted with Dwarves, Icewalkers, and so on to learn their ways and subsequently became ignorant of his siblings' quarrels as he was too busy chilling with non-Born. Even had a fun idea where as of yet unnamed son would seek out the sons of Shebalog and not immediately kill them, resulting in his descendants being branded "Troll Lovers" or some other slur, but that's just me spitballing to myself and it seems an Eshkag pulled that off before me. Out of grief or what not he became the Master of Magnar's Northern mountain ranges and all that fun stuff, descendants get that cool architecture/blacksmithing/so on specialization, make vague attempts at staying out of wars with everyone else, potentially pick up a lot of cool stuff from the Thalasan Invaders, or try to innovate their own cool stuff using Thalasan techniques? I dunno.

Am I rambling? I do that.

Basically think a relatively isolationist northern region of badass blacksmiths and stonemasons who have the audacity to not hate their non-Born cousins that is subsequently brought to the brink of starvation and might actually be starting to raid other Bornic?? Realms for the first time in many centuries because winters suck, yo. Ignore the fact that Evar is calling for the Born to come together again for a Great Reaving or what not and other Realms might not like them at the moment.

Maybe I'd be better off actually writing the concept up rather than rambling like a mad man, but I've gone too far now. Do let me know. If it's a no go, I'll either try to cook up some other harebrained scheme or slink away into the shadows, crying to myself.


I'm going to nitpick briefly - I am choosing to avoid all non-human sentient beings in this RP except for the odd troll due to their prominence in Scandinavian mythology, and even they are more solitary monsters than any civilized race. Therefore, I'm going to have to shoot down your interaction with dwarves simply because they don't exist. Icewalkers are some kind of wooly arctic megafauna with horns or tusks - maybe like a mammoth or giant yak. But other than that, the concept sounds good to me.

Evar Varvudda



Master's Biography: Evar Varvudda, nephew of Valmar Hrolfangr, never expected to become master of anything, let alone all of Magnar. Born to a somewhat noble family within the Realm of Hrolfangr, he was trained to rear cattle - one of the main forms of wealth in Magnar. Evar found the life of a cattleowner to be terribly dull, and at the age of 15, he left home for the Seolhi Islands. There, Evar enlisted as a sailor aboard a merchant vessel that regularly crossed the Sturmsee. During his time as a sailor, Evar saw much of the southern lands and gained some experience in mercantile endeavors. Evar eventually saved enough of his earnings to buy his own longboat, and began his own trading outfit. His preferred route went from the fishing villages of the sons of Shebalog, where he bought seal pelts and walrus ivory for a pittance; to the great city of Apiranth in the south where the exotic northern goods fetched a fortune. Evar continually purchased more boats and operated a trade cartel whose vessels went far and wide across the southern lands. With the fabulous wealth he acquired from his trading enterprise Evar purchased his own harborside compound within the great city complete with a warehouse and an opulent villa.

Evar had nearly forgotten all about Magnar when a longboat from the old country arrived at Evar's compound in Apiranth. The ship bore couriers from Magnar, who informed Evar of the master's death and of the dreadful cold that had befallen the land. As the new Master of Magnar, Evar was expected to return home to assume rule over the five realms.

Evar loathed the idea of returning to his frigid and depauperate homeland, and nearly refused. But Evar has since come around to the idea of ruling as Master of Magnar. He has boarded his longboat and gathered his flotilla of ships and now sails from the crowded harbors of Apiranth to the Sturmsee - to Magnar.
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