Proven Under Fire
raid meeting!
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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.
Róta
Stalker
Expert Fighter (140)
Advanced Hunter (60)
7 Years
Female
5
NachoMumma
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
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If Róta seemed a little surly, those guessing wouldn't be off the mark at all. She had even sobered up for this, curse her brother. But it had been too long and it was time to blow the cobwebs out of her joints and get back to what she was born to do. She didn't leave much stock in the gods after what they had done to her, but she tipped some mead on the flames for her brothers sake if nothing else before taking a swig to at least try and get herself a little buzzed in honor of what was to come. She stretched until her bones popped, shaking out her limbs. It was time.
“Speech”
Brida
Soothsayer
Expert Fighter (175)
Advanced Hunter (90)
4 Years
Female
97
Dragon Mod
![Critical Fail!](/images/awards/fighting/CriticalFail.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
Her head rose at the sound of Vidarr's call. She was eager to see where this man would take them, and only time would tell if he was worth following. He seemed promising, however, and if this promise for a raid was anything to go by, Brida was sure she would enjoy living among the group here. It had been too long since she had lived in a pack. Since the separation of the Imperialis family and Valentine's disappearance, Brida was looking for a new namesake. A new destiny. And in this new life, she had a feeling she'd find it. She wasted no time in making her way to Vidarr's call, cobalt gaze finding him and one other seated near a fire. She approached with a grin plastered to her face, her gaze lit with a burning fire and her heart pounding in excitement. This would be her first raid, and it was an understatement to say she was excited as hell. "Who gets the first taste of tooth and claw!?" |
With his mead fermenting nicely along, Úlfr had turned his attention to sharpening his hunting and fighting skills and apparently not a moment too soon. A call came for the warriors of the pack and though his primary task was hunting he was a warrior all the same, eager to lend his skills and battle and eager for any upcoming raids. Úlfr left his makeshift ale house and headed toward the meeting, soon joined by his ravens. A number of his pack mates were already gathered and he dipped his head in respectful greeting before settling down to listen. His ravens perched on a branch above his head, the flames reflecting eerily in their glassy, black eyes.
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Gimli
Paladin
Master Fighter (240)
Expert Hunter (175)
Berserker
7 Years
Male
51
Dragon Mod
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 1 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue1.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
![Ice Bridge Explorer](/images/awards/events/Ice_Bridge.png)
![Christmas 2019](/images/awards/events/Christmas.gif)
![Treat 2019](/images/awards/events/Treat.png)
That call was unmistakable. They were going raiding!? His paws nearly tippy tapped with delight! The shaggy dwarf chugged down the rest of his mead, sloppily wiped his lips and made his way to Vidarr's call! Knut followed faithfully at his side, the tails of both creatures waving in the air with eager energy. Gimli had raided with random bands here and there, but the last time he had been in a raid with a pack was during his early days in Ashen. As far as he was aware, that pack did very little these days. But this pack? This one seemed promising, and already he knew he fit right in with his new brethren. Amber gaze was lit with a blazing fire as he arrived at the small gathering, a bellow of excitement erupting from his short and stout form. "Waaah!! Who do I get t' pummel, hm!?" |
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She would not be the woman that trailed behind her man's every step. Instead, she would remain busy. Hurrying along to do what she could for Heidinn. Training, building, collecting wood, finding a good place for a garden. Ultimately, the Stone Steppe would remain her place to linger most days when she isn't up on the mountain slopes. There is much to do if she wants to build a larder full of supplies. It is there that she is moving dirt and stones to be made into garden beds when his call rings out. Tenshi would know that howl anywhere. Wasting no time, Tenshi makes her way up the mountain. A smile braces her face when she sees the others who have already gathered. Making sure to nod politely at Gimli, Ulfr, and Brida, she even brushes her shoulder against Rota as she passes. Once more she makes a mental note to spend more time with Rota. Tenshi then goes to sit beside Vidarr, close but not close enough that they touch. Instead, she enjoys the tension and electricity that wavers between them. Glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she sits up tall and smiles softly. |
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