Stone Circle ᛋᚢᚾᛁᚾᛁᛏᛁᚾ

sven gets away! turning targets to ujurak for 10
draugr: 12/30
sven: 13/30

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ᚦ — a furious roar when he is rushed from the side, feeling teeth rip into flank and bleed him. his own crimson humid in the air now and he smells it in thick gusts. wheeling around, snapping viciously like a croc on the warpath now.
blinded by rage, by a maddened fury induced by the gods. he will kill this child. he will make the boy prince wish he had never stepped foot within the steinvardr as he bleeds him above the graves of his—what? father? mother? grandsire?
the thought--of familial devotion to the dead--laughable.
going for the face of the stone gray child, jaws unhinged and thick with the blood of his brother he fought to save from the wrath of northman. the wight snarls and seeks to clamp teeth down upon the left side of his face, teeth scorring for eye and cheek flesh, to saw viciously.