forum Viking Village RP (Open)

Started May 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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"How does it feel to be back?"

"It feels wonderful, it's really nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you too." Ihna blushed.

//AHHHHH

// when do you want the attack to happen?

"Anything interesting happen while you were away? I made stories about it." Ihna blushed, her face almost completely red at this point.

(shipshipshipship)
Odin sighed, lying back down on the wall after Troy ran away. I don't see why everyone loves that Artvlak man. He's just a warrior, like tons of others in our village. He watched the clean white clouds as they slowly moved across the sky. A farmer is just as important as a warrior. Just because we're less athletic and muscular doesn't mean we're not as good as them.

// when do you want the attack to happen?

(Whenever, it can happen even now.)

Alvilda was getting bored, so she decided to walk over to the farming division of the village. She saw a boy who looked about her age sitting on a wall that presumably belonged to his farm, so she went up to him. “Hey. Mind if I join you? Just got back from a hunt.”

"Mostly training with a bit of communing with the gods sprinkled in" He replied "What do you mean by stories?"

"Oh, I just came up with a few tales of the adventures you would have had." Ihna said quickly

Odin patted the stone beside him, as if saying 'yeah go ahead'. He sat up, running his fingers through his hair.

Alvilda hopped up easily. “Alvilda. And you are?” She said, offering a hand.

"They weren't really adventures" He stood up and thought for a moment and then seemed to decide on something. I'm going to go for a walk, you can join me if you like.

"Sure!" Ihna said, a little to eagerly.

"Odin." He responded quietly, taking her hand and shaking it.

“Good to meet you,” Alvilda said. She and Odin sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes.

// when do you want the attack to happen?

(Whenever, it can happen even now.)

//I think we should wait until night for it

//ok

Odin took the knife out of his pocket and began sharpening it on the stone. He stayed silent, not being the kind of person that talked to people normally.

“Do you carve a lot?” Alvilda said finally.

Alrtvlak opened the door to the house and was relieved to see that the crowd was gone. "Are you coming Ihna?"

Odin wiped the blade on his shirt. "Sometimes. I'm a farmer, not a craftsman."

"Yes." She replied, following the young man.

"By the way, just call me Arty, Artvlak is to formal"

"Um, okay, Arty."

"Where should we go, it has been a while and I don't remember everything very well."

"Well, we could go out to the forest. It's very peaceful."

He smiles confidently "Lead the way then"

Odin wiped the blade on his shirt. "Sometimes. I'm a farmer, not a craftsman."

“Oh. You seem very familiar with a knife, more so than I am with a plow,” Alvilda smiled.