Deepwood Weald blood of the north
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the voice does not startle him.
raedwulf’s ears twitch, but he does not lift his head right away. blood still seeps around his toes, warm and thick, and the breath of gods still lingers in his chest like smoke. he keeps his eyes fixed on the sky a moment longer.
then his head turns, over a thick shoulder, seeking the source of the voice. a man stands at the edge of the grove. strong, hardy. a northman who does not speak raedwulf's tongue—and with that, he had begun to lose hope to encounter more of his people—but close enough that something stirs in recognition.
a low breath escapes him. not quite a laugh. not quite a sigh. þū wast. raedwulf's lips turn to a firm smile. he gestures, with a slow incline of his head, to the offering.
cuma. beþanc mid mē. words accompanied by the arc of a foreleg through the air, beckoning him forwards.
raedwulf speaks only old english, so communication may be difficult until he becomes more fluent in the common tongue.
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blood of the north - by Siggvard - March 22, 2025, 01:49 PM
RE: blood of the north - by Raedwulf - March 24, 2025, 05:40 AM
RE: blood of the north - by Siggvard - March 24, 2025, 03:24 PM
RE: blood of the north - by Raedwulf - March 24, 2025, 11:26 PM
RE: blood of the north - by Siggvard - April 02, 2025, 12:20 PM