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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7137483" data-attributes="member: 6855545">EVERYONEA disgruntled expression runs through the Valkyrie’s face. “Certainly, a dreadful experience, lady Astrid, especially for a bride. I hope no harm has come to you? She studies Astrid’s face and seems content with the mere expression she meets in response. “All in all, we shall treat you as it should be, according to generosity and tradition both.” – her expression becomes welcoming and satisfied.“And you shan’t. You should stay with us.” – she says, without as much as a glance of acknowledgment towards Alec.The Valkyrie looks at Arvid, and then at her own companions. She seems at a loss for a second. Shortly after, she looks straight at Astrid. “You do not recognize me, I see. It’s only natural. I am Brynhilde Helgadóttir, ruling queen of the Valkyries of Swan’s Pass.” – she stands proud as she names herself. “You have not Einar, but a queen nonetheless comes to embrace you, sister. He’s engaged in the rites, as you shall soon be.” – she smiles lightly, reaching for Astrid’s shoulder with a heavy hand.Rolf seems to study Thorir’s manners as he walks the board. After a quick comment towards Sigur, both of them avert their eyes, ignoring Thorir. Odds are they understand the Sea King’s wishes, considering his inconspicuous arrival.Thorir’s words ring true. The companions see that the ale houses around are wide open, and people have been drinking for long hours, apparently. Some have surrendered to a cold sleep under the skies, while others show signs of unruly excitation under the watchful eye of the archers. In such occasions, conflict is bound to happen. Fights are bound to happen, sooner or later, and this wedding will be no exception, clearly. No one expected it to begin so early, though…At the back, part of the crowd erupts in a fight. Yelling can be heard as five men – probably drunk – fist fight each other, taking parts of the surrounding crowd along with them. A man rises from amongst the others, pointing towards the bride. “My father would rue the day a demiurgian enters the halls of our Jarls!” – he yells. A female’s voice rises. “The gods turn red in rage! Shame on you, shame on Brynhilde Helgadóttir for accepting this!” – several cries follow these, some defending the travelers and the Valkyries, others attacking them. A few vegetables leap from the crowd, trying to reach the bride, but ending their flight too soon. The noise rises, and the fight grows a bit. Some twelve men are now involved as the archers prepare their bows. THORIRBy Rolf’s side, Sigur scouts the crowd. Suddenly, she rises from her seat, as if something caught her attention. Something dangerous…ARVIDThe dark man’s eyes are now fixed at Astrid and the Valkyries. He desperately tries to open his way towards the bride!ALECAs the fight erupts, a certain hawk flies around in a twisted, almost desperate, way. He moves close to Alec’s head and returns to the crowd, as if trying to point something out. Amidst the people, it seems that at least three distinct people try to make way towards the dock the travelers now occupy.[If Alec does not wish to have his familiar flying around freely, please, inform me, and I’ll edit the post!]ASTRID“WHAT!!??” - Brynhilde’s features twist at the provocations and her hand slides to her weapon. Her companions spin their horses and move against the crowd, clearly irritated by the offense directed to their leader. [Aaaah, Viking politics! Please roll for perception, everyone! Alec gets +2 because of his loyal feathered watcher’s warnings – if he chooses to let the hawk loose as he arrives. Also, roll for initiative – after all, you never know if the next cabbage will hit! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /> Just kidding, forget the cabbages; but roll for initiative. Really. It took me a while, but hopefully I got this scene right, hehe.]Map updated<a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1FcB--LvawOzOiZLEB6KS9F5tICD7TByvTm2UO7LbKdk/edit#gid=0" target="_blank">https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1FcB--LvawOzOiZLEB6KS9F5tICD7TByvTm2UO7LbKdk/edit#gid=0</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=8058" target="_blank">Queenie</a> [MENTION=2820]Fenris[/MENTION] @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=6855204" target="_blank">tglassy</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=24380" target="_blank">Neurotic</a></blockquote>

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