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Ecavi generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
19!
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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 5:36 pm
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Random Event: You come across a circle of land, fifty feet in diameter, where all the vegetation is dead and black, and several prey animals lie rotting within. I hope you weren't hungry.
Notes: Snorre & co are on a viking with an NPC captain.
So far, in Snorre's opinion, being in a raiding party was about as much fun as he expected: it was not. The other members of the band were much more enthusiastic than him and he was okay at faking it, but only to a point. They seemed to be drifting aimlessly when you weren't really in on the rowdy fun of it, so while they rested for an afternoon, Snorre had wandered off on his own to get his own taste of what it was like away from the cliffs.
It wasn't that great, he decided.
Ivar was late getting to his first viking, though not nearly as late as Snorre. He was another of the Freeborn emboldened by their new Warlord. Zjarri'fol was fine (if you ignored that she was completely boring and possibly cursed) but Ushindi had made an impression. Brought in by a proper storm, wasting no time setting things back into order.. the time was definitely right for the halfblood seer to get his life in order.
The older freeborn in the band stood out to him. Ivar wasn't as old as Snorre but he wasn't as young as many of the other newbies, either. It was hard to get a read on him, though, so when he wandered off Ivar made the decision to follow after him.
Snorre had no idea he was being followed or where he wanted to go, so he wasn't very hard to catch up to. |
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 6:39 pm
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Melkofur could make excuses as to why he hadn't yet been out on a proper viking. His mother could sum them all up. Then, when Ru had overthrown Aesir, blatantly having his grandfather's markings had put him in a dour position. Was his blood as strong as the great Aesir, or had his mother's fanciful dramatics drained the strength out of it? He didn't know. All he knew was that he was related to half the bloody pride, and that pressure was a mixture of hell and piss.
At this point in his life, he had a potential wife. He just had to be a reaver first; something he was always aiming for. He had joined into this band early on, happy to find that it at least appeared that it wasn't anyone he was related to.
Except then he realized there was another male that looked too much like him. Great. He decided to try to avoid the other blue male; perhaps their Captain would just foolishly mix them up (as long as that other male wasn't embarrassing).
Cadwgan was one of the youngest in this particular band. He had wanted to get away from his mother has fast as he could; his pride was at stake if he stuck around her too much. The audacity of letting a thrall father more cubs for her was infuriating. Didn't she have any pride? So he took off, threw himself into the next outgoing band that would take him, and he didn't want to look back. He would deal with his feelings later, and hopefully he could just pretend that his mother...wasn't his mother. No thanks.
"Wait...didn't I see you before?" Cad said with a squint, looking at Melkofur before glancing around them. Maybe...ah hah! "I did!" he said loudly, clearly trying to pull attention to himself, as foolish as it was. |
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 6:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 7:10 pm
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Ivar's strange looks intrigued Cad. "Hey, what do you think they're looking at?" he asked Melkofur, completely ignoring the fact that the older male was rather irritated at him at the moment. They were of the same current rank, but the blue lion was about to cuff the mouthy male. "Go look," he replied, his eyes glacing foward to see if their captain was at all paying attention. He didn't seem to be, so perhaps this wasn't going to be the smoothest viking.
Cad trotted over the Ivan and Snorre, his sandy blonde mane swaying with each bounce. He was a bit of an untested idiot, still rather wet behind the ears, and too excited to finally be getting the training he felt like he deserved. "What is it?" he asked, his voice a mixture of excitement and apprehension.
Melkofur tried to ignore them, but Cad was a bit loud, and he wanted to make sure they stuck together just in case a rival band decided they would be easy targets. They had no loot yet, but no one would know unless they looked for it. A few steps towards the three, and he did his best to not look at Ivar, the other blue lion.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 7:21 pm
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"I wonder what they're all looking at," Snorre said aloud, acknowledging that he was not alone by speaking to everybody, but really only saying it to encourage others to follow after him. He wasn't brave but he was curious, and he regretted sending Nanna off before he went for a walk on his own now.
Ivar's attention turned from Cadwgan and Melkofur to Snorre and ahead.
"Birds," he said, noticing the vultures first- were they circling wider than normal?- and then reluctantly walking after Snorre. Carrion wasn't exactly high on their priority list, even Snorre had to know that.. then he focused on what was ahead of them and shuddered instinctively.
"Whoa, wait," Ivar said, hurrying to catch up to Snorre.
The vast black dead space ahead of them was plainly visible now. The vultures above them were not circling a single carcass but an entire patch of land that was dead. They were too high up to hear properly but they seemed to be discussing it, too, and keeping a distance.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 7:38 pm
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Cad wasn't sure what they were supposed to go, but following in a group seemed like the best movements to make. His pinkish eyes scanned the skies, squinting a bit as the sun was bright overhead. It seemed like a few too many vultures for this time of day, unless a lot of stupid beasts died. But that wouldn't have happened, right?
Melkofur didn't like the signs he was seeing. He stomped to catch up to Snorre, ignoring that Iver was so close to him now, and they were rather similar in look. Just how damn big was his family, anyway?
"Caution," he said, sticking a paw out to halt Cad's advancement. The sandy blonde lion ran right into his leg, letting out a little huff of protest before he really took a look at what was in front of him.
"Woah...what in the storm's name is that," he breathed, probably asking aloud what they were all thinking.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 7:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2019 9:19 pm
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Melkofur approached the left side of Snorre's side, his gold eyes narrowing as he tried to see the entire edge of the decay. It was rather large, and that size is what really unnerved the usually stoic male. What sort of witchcraft was this?
"If even the vultures won't touch it, its an abomination," he sommented, wrinkling his nose and releasing a slight snarl.
Cad tried to force himself to go in a bit closer, but it smelled too awful to get as close as Melkofur and Snorre had. "Ugh, it smells awful. Even worse than the sea when she is furious." He tried to cover his black nose with his paw, but it didn't do anything.
"Should we get the captain? Proceed with...getting around this somehow?" It was so black in certain areas,it made his stomach churn. He shook his sandy blonde mane to attempt to rid him of that illness, and glanced between the two blue males. They seemed to be the most in charge, although Snorre almost seemed brave, walking so close to that...that muck without flinching.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2019 10:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 6:32 pm
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All that Melkofur wanted to do was cuss out Snorre. What the hell was that? Indifference was one thing, but there was another to seemingly not give a s**t about the safety of your fellow crew. He snarled a bit, Cadwgan backing away juuuust a bit from the suddenly hostile male.
"Woah, chill. It isn't a big deal," the blonde said. "Why don't one of us go get the captain, while two of us wait here? That was we can report this.....oddity," he said, letting his gaze wander back to the horrifying landscape before them, "that way it we aren't leaving anyone here alone." The captain couldn't be too far off, it wasn't like they had wandered that far away.
Melkofur glanced over at the fuchsia-eyed lion. "Sometimes you say something smart," he said, not offering and further comment on the matter. His own gold eyes turned to Ivar, still ignoring how similar their coats were.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 9:06 pm
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