two warriors in the ring
bismuth ^^
01-23-2022, 02:25 AM
The call came from camp, just a few yards away on the other side of the wall. Sanngriðr stuck her head over the crumbling foundation, peering at her brother and... oh. A stranger in their home, but there was no distress. No, he'd clearly been invited here. Though distrustful, the valkyrie took note of his pack. A trader? That seemed likely. She arranged her face into something that resembled a friendly expression, and carefully picked up the game board she'd been carefully working on creating. "Welcome," she addressed the stranger, lazily hip checking her brother as she passed and crossed to the fire side itself. Víðarr lost his balance, having not expected the assault, but caught himself quickly. Siblings, what're you going to do. "I'm Sanngriðr," her words were more proficient in the common tongue than her brother's, and she was more comfortable with the social situation at hand. Still, they weren't necessarily the easy going sort. "The first hnefatafl set is done soon," she looked to her brother. "Playable now, but needs to be soaked." She carefully scooped some of the ash from the cold side of the fire pit, into a bag that she'd set with pitch. Waterproofing, or at least, enough to make ash dye without it leaking everywhere. "You know hnefatafl?" The girl questioned the stranger. It would be nice to have someone who wasn't blood related to beat at board games, after all. Hnefatafl was the best of all, of course. SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
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