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                                       ❝ That sounds like there is more to it than you dare to admit, Ubbe- ❞  words accompanied by raised eyebrows fell quietly from the herbalist’s lips. Arms laid folded across her chest, though restless she turned herself around, absentmindedly trying to arrange some plants which laid spread across the dark wooden table.

     Helga could feel an inaudible sigh slip, the advice she could give him meagre, but the will to help strong. It was not often she could offer more than kindly spoken words of motivation, but that did not mean she could not try.

     ❝ --- decisions can not be made without properly thinking it over first. I have seen many things go terribly wrong in the past because actions were not thought over well beforehand. Sometimes it does not matter how small the problem is. ❞

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The Sami had been in Kattegat for several days now and Princess Snaefrid was not sure what she thought of it. She definitely had not expected that she’d wind up finding a man that she was to marry, here. She’d made her way to the Great Hall, glancing around. She didn’t see Bjorn anywhere, but she spotted another man who looked a little like him, but a little bit not.  She looked around, moving to grab something to drink and she took a drink.

“I don’t believe that we have met yet. I am Princess Snaefrid. I’m here with the Sami.” 

She was always torn between being outgoing which was her nature and the reserved her father preferred her to be, even if that never seemed to work out. 

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He had been drawing when the knock came to the door of his little secluded hut out int he woods. It was far enough from Kattegat, but close enough to Ragnar’s original farm that he wasn’t to disconnected, but he didn’t involve himself. He was better left to be only a memory, he pulled his hood, his hand gliding over the scar that Floki put there. It was a miracle he survived, if he was honest it was a red headed lady that he was certain was a goddess but that was hard something that mattered now.

He opened the door, and he almost shouted for he thought the person before him was Ragnar, but he knew that was now the case. He saw Odin, the ravens. His friend was dead. “I don’t have many visitors,” he spoke, “What do you seek?”

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Wisdom was something that she craved, especially when it came to the old ways. In her eyes the new religion was just a form of control and a human domination to do as one is told in the name of their god. She never met anyone as judgemental as those who followed the new ways. She looked to travel, but she looked to go further than the Britannia. She wanted to go further north where it was colder and the old ways still flourished.  Kattegat. Somewhere that she had heard of, and how strong the women where, and how fierce the men were. It was only a matter of time before someone knew that she was not from there. Although good with a weapon, and trained her magick, no one would guess whom and what she was capable of. She looked of innocent beauty with porcelain skin, and long dark hair, with eyes as blue as sapphire. Hair itself would be a big give away that she was not from there. She tugged the fur around her as she walked through bustling people, but she could feel eyes upon her at some point, to which she walked to the side so she wouldn’t get in anyone’s way as they walked.  “Let...me... guess, you know I am not... from here?” Lilith had taught her languages, and she always had a little difficulty when it came to old norse, but she managed to be able to communicate even though she had to pause a few times to think. Finally, her eyes flickered over to the eyes that were upon her.

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Somebody said sandpit?

“Africa awaits us, brother.” 

yes. yes come play in the sand. 

[ofodinn]

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gonebror replied to your post: hi guys, another reminder - i live in the uk so i...

i feel u, living in europe can be so hard when new episodes of shows come out

I’d honestly stay up if it were feasible but I think it’s 3am my time or something wild, and I get up at 6am for work. I’m perfectly fine with avoiding the dash and facebook and everything until I see it but I hate the ims that are super discourteous “DID YOU SEE WHEN IVAR BROKE THE HORN OFF A UNICORN AND DRANK ITS BLOOD” like listen.