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i’m gonna try (try???) and reboot this account when i get home from rehearsal owo i miss my patriotic cinnamon bun

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wHO REMEMBERS ME 

i’m so sorry i like fell of of the planet. my work was asking like 10 hour shifts and i was accepting because money? but now i realise what a huge mistake it was lmao

but yeah i've got a week off before college starts up again so i'm back! hell yeah!

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i will probably reblog this once a day or so to let people know or smth, but right now i’m working full-time, and i also one of those freaks who really enjoys going to the gym, so i’m actually out of the house for 11 or so hours a day [and sleeping another 8], so like … i only get two or so hours on my computer at the most and after a 9 hour shift and an hour workout i don’t always rly feel like juggling replies on like 4 different blogs so … things are gonna be slow …. sorry !! i’ll try to queue stuff up when i do replies [like at weekends or when i’m feeling unusually alert] and like … keep myself relevant and stuff…..

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“You are not dead, though that wound looks pretty bad. Care to tell me what happened?”

[upprorsbjorn]

"-- Enemy soldiers, I think." He doesn't actually remember - perhaps a little too much to drink was responsible for this brief burst of amnesia. He touches his head, where there's blood growing sticky against his temple. Or perhaps that is why his memory is so fuzzy.

"It's not that bad," he decides. Head wounds always bled a lot - Anja claimed as much, a fact usually muttered angrily over a pestle and mortar grinding away to make poultices and potions alike.

Anja. The thought of the healer makes Ralof wonder where the rest of his retinue are. But he doesn't voice the concern yet - not until he can decide where he is, and if this passer by is a threat, or even if he could garner a little help in locating them. Magni is too smart to let them get captured, so he's hopeful they're safe nearby.

[ulfhrafnxa]

“–It is not a matter of want, but rather   necessity, if no one kills it, this hold   will have no crops left.”

[upprorsbjorn]

“S h o r ’ s   b o n e s,   w o m a n.”

Ralof shifts from foot to foot - he is a Nord and proud, a Son of Skyrim and a faithful of Talos. To admit the beast unnerves him would make him unworthy to all of those titles, and yet, it stands to be the truth. Anything not quite of this world - anything super- natural, anything bizzare - it chills him to the bone. He learned to fight wolves and bears and men, to fear the barrows, and above all, keep his mind on the worldly.

And yet, he is a warrior. This is his duty: to protect the citizens of Skyrim no matter the cost.

And so he weighs it up in his mind, steadies his axes, and frowns.

"Then I shall fight it with you."

[alldaddyarchive]

                                         {♛} the  high  king of  skyrim  has been killed,                                          and the threat of civil war looms over the land                                          of  skyrim;  one  side  wishes  to secede from                                          the    crumbling    empire   (the   stormcloaks),                                          while  the  other  wishes  to  remain a part of it,                                          believing  that  it  is  still worth fighting for (the                                          imperials).     it    was    the    leader    of    the                                          stormcloaks,   ulfric   stormcloak,  the  jarl  of                                          windhelm   and   next  in  line  to  become  the                                          high   king,   who   had  murdered  the  current                                          high king and brought on this war.

                  {♛} basically  this  is  the  open  world of skyrim! if you have a muse                   with a verse that goes with elder scrolls or skyrim, you are welcome                   here!  if  you  don’t  have  a skyrim verse already, you can make this                   the one for you!                   {♛} you  can  make  your  muse  anyone  or  anything  but  n o t  the                   dragonborn.  i  will  be  posting  a small list of canons from the game                   and  those  who  have  claimed  them already. also, if you remember                   any  other  canon,  just  tell  me  and  i’ll  add  you  as  them! you can                   obviously make an oc as well.                   {♛} the  rules are simple, only one of each character, no fighting, no                   drama!  if you are interested in joining, simply send me an ask and i                   will add you to the list. after you have been accepted, please reblog!                   {♛} tag is { v; call of dragons }                                            • ulfric stormcloak: dxrins                                            • ralof of riverwood: upprorsbjorn                                            • general tullius: open                                            • elisif the fair: open                                            • farkas & vilkas: open                                            • aela the huntress: open                                            • galmar stone-fist: open                                            • astrid: open                                            • arnbjorn: open                                            • aldiun: open                                            • paarthurnax: open                                            • balgruuf the great: open                                            • brynjolf: open                                            • legate rikke: open                                            • elenwen: open                   {♛} original characters;                                                      • odin: fatherofasgard                                            ( atmoran: hound of hircine ) 

[upprorsbjorn]

thongvor ♥ for a starter

"I’ve never met any of the your family before ---   Ulfric has never sent my unit into Markath until   now.”

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ulfhrafnx​ ♥ for a starter

“--You can’t really want to fight that thing,   can you?”

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furymolded ♥ for a starter

“That wasn’t a joke, was it?”

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birkandco ♥ for a starter

“-- Am I dead?”

[upprorsbjorn]

beastlyblood ♥ for a starter

“Are you sure there were no survivors?”

[upprorsbjorn]

writes starters for everyone and    accidentally drafts them all

   what is wrong with me

[upprorsbjorn]

◢  i don’t actually know what i’m doing so this seems like a       good opportunity to post a starter call !

[upprorsbjorn]

i survived work!! i dislocated a shoulder, but i s u r v i v e d 

i’ll reblog my starter call and stuff, but i’m also eager to plot longer things??? pls hit me up whilst i do short starters for the people i didn’t get around to last week

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“Ralof, it’s been a while. You look good.” She smiled and gladly took the invitation, giving Bjorn a nod. She looked to Ralof and the memories came back.  It was dark and when she woke, she was beside him, Ulfric and some horse thief. Her hands were bound and her vision unfocused. When she finally got her senses, Ralof was the first one to speak to her. 

“Battle in the morning?” She questioned, ordering a tankard of ale. She liked this man, he had good spirits.

[upprorsbjorn]

   "As do you, friend - the days have treated you kindly,"     He beamed. Ralof nodded in agreement as those on     the bench shuffled to make room for the newcomer -     even though Bjorn remained stubbornly still.

  "Of a sort, aye,"  In truth, a raid on a nearby Imperial camp,     but it wasn't for him to share the details with anyone. Even     an old friend.

  "Enough of a battle to warrant a drink before it," one of the     Stormcloaks accompanying him agreed, her accent thick.   "But it's not as if we need much of an invitation is it?" That    was met with a delighted uproar from the rest of them, Ralof    included.

  “You’ve not met my men, have you?”

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fallentoher ♥ for a starter

   "Don't be pleasant with me. I know why you're here."

    Ralof looked up from where he was sat, hunched over, his elbows resting against his knees, fingers clasped together. The real mystery was why he wasn't being attended to by General Tullius - surely the Imperials had their claim over a captured group of Stormcloak soldiers, not the Jarl of Solitude herself.

    "Where are my men? Are they well?" He pressed, the wellbeing of his soldiers at the forefront of his mind as he sat upright and brought himself up to his full height. Bjorn and Bonnie were probably holding up well - Anja might even be in her e l e m e n t -  but some of the more junior soldiers like Runi and Magni, for example, might be less so.

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ysmxr ♥ for a starter

   "-- by the Nine, it's good to see you're well! You should sit with us -     have a drink before we leave in the morn," Ralof invited her with a     gesture to an empty spot on the bench, beside the lieutenant of his     group, Bjorn. The lieutenant gave her a gruff, non-syllabic grunt of a     greeting, but it was as close to an invitation the man was capable of.

  Ralof really was pleased to see the woman he'd sat across from in the     cart to Helgen alive - the days were dark and anyone who'd survived     that wreck and the days beyond it had been blessed with a miracle.