warlords in shining helmets

Björn Trygg · 02-07-2024, 03:40 PM

Listen, he's not quite over the line. Toeing it, sure, but not crossing it. Somewhere along the way, Björn heard that someone had heard someone else say they overheard kids in Valta. Other kids. Kids that weren't even that far from his age, and his siblings. Björn was curious, too curious to be repelled. He had to go check it out. It wasn't like he was going that far, just past the border of the Steppe. With the late morning sun to guide him, Björn heads to the east.

Unable to find one of his siblings to drag along, he opted for his father's faithful dog. She'd keep her distance at least, watching lazily from the corner of her eye. Babysitting one was better than babysitting all of the barky, bitey little fuckers, right? Who knew what sort of trouble he was going to get into. Speaking of trouble, where had he gotten off to--?

Right, back to toeing the line. Björn sniffs at the scent marker, picking it up on the narrow strip of beach this side of the river. It was narrow here, and he gazed curiously across it. Eyes bright, tail wagging slowly... stiffly. Curiously. The boundary was a bit fuzzy, and he was curious enough to lean forward. Pretty here, lush too. He can see a sandy beach on the other side of the river, much bigger than the one on this side. Unable to help himself any longer, Björn shouts at the Valta border. "Hej!" Taking another deep breath. "Hey, someone come play!"

BJÖRN
Ragnarök awaits.

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warlords in shining helmets

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