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I'll post tomorrow!
I'll get an IC post up, and once the dragon fight kicks off, I'll be checking in with the others. I know Leos has about two more exams left, so we'll ease up a bit for him once it gets going. Wouldn't want Valerion missing out on the fight.
Also, guys, if you do have any exams or holidays, please tell us! Then we'll know the reason behind you not posting or something, and there won't be any pressure on you either. :)
Psst
One last post from Rawk and Erin/Finn collab will be finished.
If no one else is working on anything, perhaps we could continue?
If no one else is working on anything, perhaps we could continue?
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I think there are only twelve, but the twelve are an interesting and diverse bunch worth commenting on
Yea I believe that's the case.
Made some very slight edits, @Skythikon but nothing that should change your post very much. I wanted to provide a better understanding as to why Vala would just be turn the other cheek. I feel like it isn't in her nature as having grudges on a ship, where you are stuck with that person for weeks or months at a time, wouldn't serve you well. So I had Vala try to at least look past where Seothrunn comes from.
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A swell of pride swept through Vala as she heard the term left his lips. Despite her elation, Vala noted a difference in how he talked, placing him somewhere farther North, presumably, as he talked like one and addressed Vala as a 'southern sister'. There were a few isles to the North that she could recall visiting but usually the ice made it difficult for the bulkier longships that the navies used.
"Heiketa Vala." (I am called Vala) And after she introduced herself, returned the Seothrunn's bow. She was warming up quite nicely to the man she had only met a few minutes ago. Kinship played a big part in that.
Seothrunn's next words, however, caught her off guard. At first she didn't understand it. Reputation? Why would I care? But it didn't take long for Vala to catch on. By that time she had taken the pastry from Seothrunn's hands but once she made the connection, she dropped it and shoved it away as if it were some pile of shit. A Boneman was sitting right next to her...
"Oú ert Bienmǫgr?" (You are a Son/Kindred of Bones?) She asked curtly, raising her voice slightly. "ótrúlegt..." (Unbelievable) She added without considering Seothrunn's defense. She felt her right hip burn as if reliving an old wound. "Ég skulda einn af mǫgrfólks þíns fyrir særa mig." (I owe one your kind for wounding me). As she said this, she leaned back in her chair, glowering ahead, and rubbed her right hip. "Hann stakk mig í bak." (He got me in the back). With that she leaned forward again and glared back at her dining companion. Taking up a different pastry, she took a bite out of it. Chewing, she took the opportunity to think on her situation. She didn't outright hate the guy because Bonemen never went that far South and her ships never went that far North. But the snag was that they were on separate sides until now.
"Anzvíti..." (Damn) Vala said aloud as she thought about it longer. She was probably stuck with this man for the foreseeable future and petty squabbles weren't something to have going on a ship, or whatever was in store for them. "Gleymdu því, Það mun vera langt ferðalag, ef við erum í hár saman." (Forget it, it will be a long journey if we are at each other's throats). She couldn't be 100% sure that it was a Boneman who had stabbed her, after all. There were a lot of folks who turned to brigands and Vala wasn't petty enough to assume all folks were brigands. No matter where they came from.
As a peace offering, she reached across the table and grabbed a plate of smoked meats slices, making it easier for both of them to enjoy something a little hardier. Taking one she shoved it down after taking another bite of her pastry. It was kind of a hazy area and Vala wasn't really sure how she felt, so she kept quiet and stuffed her mouth to prevent something petty from leaving her lips.
A swell of pride swept through Vala as she heard the term left his lips. Despite her elation, Vala noted a difference in how he talked, placing him somewhere farther North, presumably, as he talked like one and addressed Vala as a 'southern sister'. There were a few isles to the North that she could recall visiting but usually the ice made it difficult for the bulkier longships that the navies used.
"Heiketa Vala." (I am called Vala) And after she introduced herself, returned the Seothrunn's bow. She was warming up quite nicely to the man she had only met a few minutes ago. Kinship played a big part in that.
Seothrunn's next words, however, caught her off guard. At first she didn't understand it. Reputation? Why would I care? But it didn't take long for Vala to catch on. By that time she had taken the pastry from Seothrunn's hands but once she made the connection, she dropped it and shoved it away as if it were some pile of shit. A Boneman was sitting right next to her...
"Oú ert Bienmǫgr?" (You are a Son/Kindred of Bones?) She asked curtly, raising her voice slightly. "ótrúlegt..." (Unbelievable) She added without considering Seothrunn's defense. She felt her right hip burn as if reliving an old wound. "Ég skulda einn af mǫgrfólks þíns fyrir særa mig." (I owe one your kind for wounding me). As she said this, she leaned back in her chair, glowering ahead, and rubbed her right hip. "Hann stakk mig í bak." (He got me in the back). With that she leaned forward again and glared back at her dining companion. Taking up a different pastry, she took a bite out of it. Chewing, she took the opportunity to think on her situation. She didn't outright hate the guy because Bonemen never went that far South and her ships never went that far North. But the snag was that they were on separate sides until now.
"Anzvíti..." (Damn) Vala said aloud as she thought about it longer. She was probably stuck with this man for the foreseeable future and petty squabbles weren't something to have going on a ship, or whatever was in store for them. "Gleymdu því, Það mun vera langt ferðalag, ef við erum í hár saman." (Forget it, it will be a long journey if we are at each other's throats). She couldn't be 100% sure that it was a Boneman who had stabbed her, after all. There were a lot of folks who turned to brigands and Vala wasn't petty enough to assume all folks were brigands. No matter where they came from.
As a peace offering, she reached across the table and grabbed a plate of smoked meats slices, making it easier for both of them to enjoy something a little hardier. Taking one she shoved it down after taking another bite of her pastry. It was kind of a hazy area and Vala wasn't really sure how she felt, so she kept quiet and stuffed her mouth to prevent something petty from leaving her lips.
You're welcome!
Doesn't seem like Heat's going to post anytime soon, though, and both Kierkegaard and I got two posts in, so I don't see why you shouldn't.
Very well. I shall write one before I go to bed.
Not really military. All of his people's ships can raid, but the one he took was built more for speed, and if it does conduct a raid, it can only target the smallest settlements.
Thanks! That's really all I needed to post but erm... I might wait for Heat to post.
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I guess a reputation would follow him, but nothing too grand. Perhaps he's just known for getting his ship through bad conditions or something like that. As for his heritage...I may have made it a bit too complicated. Basically he's heir to his clan/tribe/whatever you call it's leadership, but he has to earn that position first. As it stands, he's still just another captain in their fleet and warrior in their army, albeit one who is well-respected.
Hm. Alright. Was the vessel that he had taken a military longship? If so, then that would be pretty noteworthy. Enough for some mention.
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