I must run, but first, a drink!
Dag
08-10-2019, 07:00 PM
The crowds of market day had never appealed to him. As far as Dag was concerned, this wild affair was merely a necessary evil. He'd much rather be brawling, raiding, or drinking alone - or with pleasant, pretty company. Hopefully, with how successful the market seemed to be, Valkyrie would be feeling rather... indulgent. He would have loved to get a drink in her. Above the din, the tinkle of metal reached his ears. Was it Dutch with one of her trinkets? Dag's eyes raked through the crowd, finding no trace of the dward. It was just as well; this wasn't an ideal place for a heavily pregnant woman. Idly, he wondered how her talk with Valkyrie had gone. Probably not well. He could have told her that much. As long as her fealty to the band wasn't compromised, the little lady would be fine. Instead of Dutch, a more refined character appeared: a tall, graceful woman in black with a saddle of burnished gold. She was beautiful like a dark, rich wine - which he proceeded to offer her, as she stared just past him. "Good evening, yndisleg kona," He rumbled, taking note of her blindness. No matter, he supposed. That just meant he could admire her all he liked. "Fancy a sample of my wares? I have a bit of a rich, beautifully aged wine left, if you'd be interested." yndisleg kona - lovely woman "dagfinn bellows!" |
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