Harald pointed his two fingers towards the room where Argeus was, and they moved towards the door frame cautiously keeping their shields raised. They entered the room to see the old man sleeping. One of the men stepped carefully towards him, shield ready for anything, and poked his side with his...
Harald nodded, satisfied for now with that answer. If Arvid proved to be a man of his word, they might be able to do great things together. Who knows? He looked up at the hillside, where a small hut was situated in the trees. Anyone inside would have a good vantage point on their landing party...
Harald's face didn't change to one of joy, as Arvid's did. "Of course, it will solve Bersig's problems. However I am no here to fight for Bersig. I'm fighting for my people, the people of Hagevik. You invited me here as a sign of friendship, and I came with the expectations that we would be able...
Sigr's two ships beached themselves and his men set about lowering the anchor and ensuring that they wouldn't drift away during any high tides. He walked over to his brother, Arvid. "Brother," he said, nodding. "I've told a few of my scouts to go around the woods to see if they can find any...
Sigr was in his own boat, sailing next to his brother's. He grinned when he heard the call of land, and clapped one of his men on the shoulder. This was perfect, exactly what he'd been waiting for. Him and his oldest brother would take the fools by surprise. He turned to one of his captains...
*Name: Sigr Mangusson
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*Age: 21
*Personality: Sigr is a cold, manipulative individual, and willing to sacrifice anyone for his ambitions. He plays things very well in the open, appearing kindly and even generous at times, lurking behind his true motivations to kill his older...
I mean I'm all about this era of history so I can re start it if everyone is down for that? We can either get a clean restart or sort of kind of pick up where this left off
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Inghard had slept in the longhouse's main chamber last night, and it had never been a better rest. To be home was truly amazing, and he could never remember a time he had felt so rested. Not the kind of rested that came with a good night's sleep, but the kind of rested that came when he no...
Inghard slowly made his way over to Agnar, clutching the severed head of Hakon in his hands, holding him under his arm, drumming his fingers along the side of his deceased foe's face.
He stopped beside Agnar, his other hand clutching at the large gash in his chain and leather, leaving a red...
(A bit odd that they're having a rather intimate discussion in the middle of a beach head battlefield lel)
Hakon brought his great axe down onto Inghard, but the younger warrior rolled out of the way, the iron head smashing into the sand. Sending a kick into the back of Hakon's knee, Inghard...
The battle is happening at the moment, and since Azura and Decthalia are both on a ship off the river, so would Aron. Azura just busted out somehow so he can try to escape and join the battle if he wants. Though he won't have any weapons. Have to scavenge some.