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<blockquote data-quote="Fenris" data-source="post: 6996952" data-attributes="member: 2820"><p>Thorir called out to Lavran after asking where he had found others of the crew.<span style="color: #FF0000"> “Under the same pile of troll dung I dug you up out of.”</span> Laughs Thorir joining in the jests of the crew.</p><p></p><p>Thorir was at the prow checking the angle of the sun. He took his readings and nodded to himself. Looking at the two men, one could see the similarities. Dark hair, similar builds, the same intensity at times broken by mirth. </p><p></p><p>He left the prow as Eben strung his lyre, walking over the men sprawled out on the deck with practiced ease. He reached the tiller as Eben sang. He stopped though to listen. He usually stopped and listened to his brother. This was one of his favorites that Eben sang, he knew most of them by now. This was a song of the sea, and Thorir, facing the stern looked out across the glittering sea. The sun reflected off it’s surface and tiny white caps rose in response the wind. A fortuitous wind as it happened. No need for oars and a good pace today. A sly smile crossed his face as Eben mentioned his name, his brother knew how to slip that in. </p><p></p><p>As the last notes fell away, Thorir broke his reverie away from the sea and the waves. He caught Eben’s nod and question. But did not reply right away. He continued on his way to the stern giving new headings to the helmsman. Thorir then headed back over to Eben, and sat down beside him, a secretive smile on his face.</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">“You remember when we last were in port a few weeks ago down south?” Thorir asks. Eben nods. “Well I have a cousin who moved there a few years ago. So while you were seeing to re-supplying us, and these hag-ridden idiots were out getting drunk” </span>says Thorir gesturing to Lavran, Asger and the others. The response to which was an apple tossed at Thorir’s head by Lavran along with a rude hand gesture. Thorir caught the apple laughing. He took a bite and chewed before continuing with his own tale.</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000"></span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">“So while you were all occupied I went to see my cousin Steinar. Lo and behold I come across some information that could prove very lucrative for us. It seems that about a month ago Steinar received an invitation to a wedding back home. And this isn’t too rare. He is a likable guy and he has connections down here and can always find and bring finery for the women-folk. So it turns out that Steinar was asked to deliver a load of silk for the wedding. To have it waiting at the docks for the blushing bride when she arrives. Which as I said happens quite often.”</span></p><p></p><p>Thorir takes another bite of the apple, and chews slowly as the men and Eben wait impatiently for the meaning to all this. Thorir is just grinning as he chews, for he knows the punchline.</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000"></span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">“So, here is the thing, we know when and where this ship will sail to. We know her route. And on board, a quite valuable young lady. A lady worth a lot on money to make sure she arrives either at her betrothed’s house or back home safely. If she were to not show up to either place…..”</span> Thorir lets his words hang out there as he takes another bite of apple.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">“So, yes lads. We are going to run this ship down and take this bride to be hostage. Someone will pay a handsome sum of silver for her safe return.”</span> The eyes of his crew light up. This held the promise of a good share of treasure without as much risk.</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000"></span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">“Now, here comes the best part.”</span> Says Thorir with a giant smile he can no longer contain.<span style="color: #FF0000"> “This poor wench is betrothed to none other than Einar Volundson!”</span> Thorir roars with laughter at this final piece of information.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Fenris, post: 6996952, member: 2820"] Thorir called out to Lavran after asking where he had found others of the crew.[COLOR="#FF0000"] “Under the same pile of troll dung I dug you up out of.”[/COLOR] Laughs Thorir joining in the jests of the crew. Thorir was at the prow checking the angle of the sun. He took his readings and nodded to himself. Looking at the two men, one could see the similarities. Dark hair, similar builds, the same intensity at times broken by mirth. He left the prow as Eben strung his lyre, walking over the men sprawled out on the deck with practiced ease. He reached the tiller as Eben sang. He stopped though to listen. He usually stopped and listened to his brother. This was one of his favorites that Eben sang, he knew most of them by now. This was a song of the sea, and Thorir, facing the stern looked out across the glittering sea. The sun reflected off it’s surface and tiny white caps rose in response the wind. A fortuitous wind as it happened. No need for oars and a good pace today. A sly smile crossed his face as Eben mentioned his name, his brother knew how to slip that in. As the last notes fell away, Thorir broke his reverie away from the sea and the waves. He caught Eben’s nod and question. But did not reply right away. He continued on his way to the stern giving new headings to the helmsman. Thorir then headed back over to Eben, and sat down beside him, a secretive smile on his face. [COLOR="#FF0000"]“You remember when we last were in port a few weeks ago down south?” Thorir asks. Eben nods. “Well I have a cousin who moved there a few years ago. So while you were seeing to re-supplying us, and these hag-ridden idiots were out getting drunk” [/COLOR]says Thorir gesturing to Lavran, Asger and the others. The response to which was an apple tossed at Thorir’s head by Lavran along with a rude hand gesture. Thorir caught the apple laughing. He took a bite and chewed before continuing with his own tale. [COLOR="#FF0000"] “So while you were all occupied I went to see my cousin Steinar. Lo and behold I come across some information that could prove very lucrative for us. It seems that about a month ago Steinar received an invitation to a wedding back home. And this isn’t too rare. He is a likable guy and he has connections down here and can always find and bring finery for the women-folk. So it turns out that Steinar was asked to deliver a load of silk for the wedding. To have it waiting at the docks for the blushing bride when she arrives. Which as I said happens quite often.”[/COLOR] Thorir takes another bite of the apple, and chews slowly as the men and Eben wait impatiently for the meaning to all this. Thorir is just grinning as he chews, for he knows the punchline. [COLOR="#FF0000"] “So, here is the thing, we know when and where this ship will sail to. We know her route. And on board, a quite valuable young lady. A lady worth a lot on money to make sure she arrives either at her betrothed’s house or back home safely. If she were to not show up to either place…..”[/COLOR] Thorir lets his words hang out there as he takes another bite of apple. [COLOR="#FF0000"]“So, yes lads. We are going to run this ship down and take this bride to be hostage. Someone will pay a handsome sum of silver for her safe return.”[/COLOR] The eyes of his crew light up. This held the promise of a good share of treasure without as much risk. [COLOR="#FF0000"] “Now, here comes the best part.”[/COLOR] Says Thorir with a giant smile he can no longer contain.[COLOR="#FF0000"] “This poor wench is betrothed to none other than Einar Volundson!”[/COLOR] Thorir roars with laughter at this final piece of information. [/QUOTE]
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