Dawnlark Plains θ

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preserving this new development in entirety for the ears of his diplomatic woman, skorpa cut the snow for he and the man. no name was given, and the northman did not ask. they were bonded beneath the gods, beneath the hope of Valhalla. fighting had scoured the other. he wore the marks of a long and violent life.

in this, skorpa found comfort. camaraderie. he did not yet know the darkpelt man upon his peak. but this warrior, this warrior would not need translation nor succor.

twinned in strength, he directed them to descend deeper into dawnlark, searching for one of the reindeer-chief's caribou. the man at his side carried a skill that the bearsword wished to use, former affiliation notwithstanding.

it was not skorpa's quarrel. he had meat to bring home to his wife. marvelling then, with a flash of bloodstained teeth, how he had become such a husband.

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