Blood stains the ground we're on

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Auster was a strange place for the man and was quite far from anything he considered home-like. He was bred and born in the frigid north living alongside reindeer herders and the like. The warmer, tropical climate of Auster was a lot for him to handle. As summer approached he found his legs carrying him north and off of the southern territory despite having seen Kuroo recently. The man probably lived down here and while that interested Sverre, summer was going to be violent if he didn't acclimate slower.

He hadn't been paying much attention to where he was going when he came across a strange metallic thing half buried in the ground. He looked up from it to see all sorts of metallic things strewn about, some buried more than others. Brows creased as studied the sight before him, unsure of what had happened here. He'd seen weapons before, of course, but these looked nothing like the weapons he was used to seeing and nothing even closely resembled Hel, his sturdy battle axe.

Sverre would stand atop the small rise in the terrain that could barely be considered a hill for a few long moments before deciding to check some of these things out. Maybe there was something worthwhile here, or at the very least interesting.


"Speech!"