Repairs
Cooperative
11-18-2023, 05:30 PM
Though the market had moved in, Víðarr had seen this place before. He knew it. He knew it, and the forest beside it. The viking king had walked these lands just before a pack had moved in and claimed them as their own, and perhaps that's why he's so confident as he walks the market. Long strides and a steady, contemplative gaze as he moves into the market. Erik at his side-- keeping up rather well, to the boy's credit. Both of them carried rolls of goods to trade strapped to their sides-- the first of the wool shorn from their sheep, a pair of sturdy axe heads, bear pelts. Erik too, had a roll of smaller bits he'd collected. Teeth and claws, porcupine quills, the sorts of things young boys pick off of carcasses to trade like pocket money. "Go on, find your cat man then." The viking king helps the boy free of the larger parcels, sending him off into the market. Víðarr can't help but smile as he watches the child disappear excitedly into the maze of the market. Erik wouldn't be hard to track down, in the unlikely event he didn't return before it was time to leave. The viking king takes this moment to set his things down and take a long look at the stalls laid before him. Catching his breath. After his encounter with the ram mere days before, his hip was still sore. Ah, there's no harm in taking a moment to rest, the walk down from the mountain was a long one. |
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This character is unstable. Blanket TW for mental health themes applies to all posts.
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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