OOC: sounds good to me I need practice adhering to the standard default time.
LORD, I AM CLIMBING HIGH MOUNTAINS TRYING TO GET HOME
Trying to get home...
Inhaling deeply Lyndvarr mused over the scent of sweat and blood that lingered in land stretching out before him. If there were a land that might tempt a viking to stroll it's leagues in search of battle this was certainly it and the young man pondered if this was the land his mother and aunt Katja had journeyed to. Their individual scents would be long gone but he trusted his sisters navigation. If she said this was the way to Alacritis then it would be so. Stretching the ice-eyed man set out for a morning stroll among the battlefields and perhaps an opponent open for an early morning exercise. It wasn't long before he came upon another young male, young but quite large! Well, well…. the other boy seemed a bit nervous and Lyndvarr offered a smile.
"Hallo! Du ønsker å slåss?" Lyndvarr moved across from the other to leave a good ten feet or so between them before setting his defenses. As he did it occured to him that the other wolf may not have realized that Lyndvarr asked him if he wanted to fight but hopefully Lynd's body language was clue enough that he was ready to go. Lyndvarr gave a sharp nod. He was ready whenever the youth was.
Lyndvarr vs Ashmedai for Spar (Rd. 0 of ?)
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