Return of the Long Forgotten

[OzYmandi 647]

The sound of banging shields and walking men are heard everyday in times of war or even peace. The day was calm, whoever, with the citizens of the Jarldom of Mjol going about their business. Outside in the fields, men and women alike walked the fields and chatted, some working some not.

The sound of baging shields began at noon. The sound of men walking started right after.

It was a known sound to those of Mjol who knew who.. or what.. was approaching the Jarldom.

 

"Wha's t'at in t'distance?!" a man shouted, seeing a line of men, armed to the teeth and equipped with decorated shields marched forward.

A ginger man in front, bearing the helmet made out of a bear's skull and many precious furs around his body.

Another man, blach haired and with a big beard walked next to him, with a studded leather armor and double-axe in his hands.

 

Once the line of men & women reached the front, the guards dared say:

"W-who ar' ye?!"

The ginger man and the black-haired one laughed, the men behind them aswell.

 

 

"Stóra strákar eru aftur." The ginger one grimaced "Ready zhe ale... Zhe Northspawn are back."

 

The guards, having heard about the Northspawn-Mjol alliance, grinned, running off to spread the news.

 

OOC side note:

The northspawn are back! Icelandic inspired '500th' norse culture. Wanna be one? PM me.

 

 

[Slothtastic 761]

Brynjolf smiled, the Ursa, being welcomed into the city. 

[Balthasar 2497]

"Find the good ale and meat for these warriors!" Says Myro son of Jarl Erik Reyurnt of Mjol

[Dreek 1633]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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