the wind shall blow our names
asla
Cooperative
10-23-2023, 07:20 PM
Aslatiel didn't keep him waiting long. The viking king offered a warm smile, something not out of place on his rough hewn features. Though he was made of stone, something mirthful has brought him to life over the years. It's only the genuine feelings that shine through. His only poker face is one that's but the default, he can't manufacture emotion. "Tove is recovering, in her way." It's a diplomatic answer, though the tougher answer of the two questions. The star soaked creature was... well, she'd always done things in her own way. A recluse on her best days, sometimes it was tough to get a true read. So it went with her. Víðarr worried it would be the same cycle all over again, but then... maybe he could bring her purpose this time. Gods willing. "I wanted to ask for a raid for... practicing. Between my warriors and yours. I would be happy to place a wager-- luxury goods, a cache of mushrooms and alcohol, seal skins. Perhaps you would like to do the same." The viking king offered a pleasant tone in his words, his grasp of the common language had only improved in time. It wasn't perfect yet, but it was improving all the while. Víðarr's gaze was expectant, warm was he looked to the woman. It seemed like a friendly offer, at least in his eyes. It's a hope she'd take it in the same light. |
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Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.
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