Battlecries!
Beauregard
10-11-2023, 09:03 PM
Garm had brought himself down from the far north. Hugin flew overhead. And the male was padding at a gentle lope towards what his raven croaked at. His ruby eye glowing in the light of the setting sun. Hugin had promised the seafarer that there was a place like his home they marched towards. He'd better be right or he would eat bird for dinner. The snows up north had set in and he had been enjoying that. His blind eye scanned the horizon as he came to a stop. The half blind male settled his gaze on something that made him smirk. Gods above, these lands had them as well. Holy stones, raised and placed by the gods. He moved slower now. The summer of this land wasn't horrid but still not his favorite. The grasses were soft. Like Hugin had said. Just like from his home. He stopped and bowed his head to the stones before entering. Hugin landing on his shoulder with a low croak and fluffing up. Hugin knew what the viking was about to do. And invoking spirits was not always good in the birds mind. But it was how Garm had lived and dealt with being outcast. He stopped at the center of the stones. His eye going around them until he settled on one, it had massive clawlike marks. The war god. He had touched this one. With a smirk he sent a loud song from deep in his lungs to this one. A howl of a song. Singing of a man who wanted to feel the power of war in his bones again. Then silence would drop like a knife from him when thunder would rumble in the distance. He had been heard. So he lowered his haunches, sitting and waiting. The gods knew what they were doing. Walk, "talk", Think |
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