Neverwinter Forest mod is þæt þonne mæg

@Cicero Dvořák

it is some days he lives amongst the forneskjan's, hunting with the chieftain, sharing jovial words with the red man. raedwulf had not expected such hospitality, but it was appreciated even more for it. in coming to these lands, he had not expected such kinship.
he commits himself now to bed rest, however. feeling the stiffness in his shoulder that resounds with ache from the encounter with the furious grizzly sow. each movement bringing a more painful wince than the last, as the saxon settles himself amongst a bed of moss and hare hide. he had killed and skinned many for their soft, dense furs that would make his bedding.
his tongue swipes once across his nose, tasting the bitter poultice that still remained like glue upon the first wound he'd garnered coming to these lands. a painful reminder of his time with @Qupirruarjuit. as he lays head down to rest beneath the setting sun, he wanders if her womb yet grows with his offspring.
would she bear him great sons who would come to join him in his longhouse one day? would he give her strong daughters to fight at her side? raedwulf chuckles at the thought, and then snuggles into his hare-fur bed, flopping over onto his side unbound by wounds.
exhaling a relaxed, manful noise.