Arrack roars as he charges the bear.
a new cloak I will have!
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So sorry folks, I've been fairly sick and haven't been able to post. I'll have one up shortly.
Arrack steps forward placing a hand on skar and sharptooth as he passes each. easy friends, for now.. He continues toward the wagon, a stern look on his face.
when we speak, we all speak from the same place. You may not know, but your life makes one weak. Farming, growing, moulding the land. It is a gentler sort of mans work. One not suited to true strength. It also destroys the local balance of things. he says this and looks to sharptooth
as for your... Offering, and your fate, I will defer to our elder. For while I've learned much from him, he still knows much I do not. I feel this matter important, so I leave it to one with greater wisdom than my own. But first, tell us, how you managed to find us?
Arrack scowls at the two intruders, keeping a watchful eye on both, while keeping a hand on the hilt of his blade. wait, where are you from. We've never met before... Why do you give us these things?
Arrack laughs. The only reason you won that year was because I was sick at the time of the hunt. Even then, I earned second.
Me apologies
Arrack stands tall and proud. His back straight brings him to an intimidating 6' 5". His hair flows down past his shoulders and is jet black in color. Arrack takes the horn filled with pride. After the elder tells him of his duty to oversee the group he accepts with only slight hesitation. I suppose the elder wants someone other than me... Or, on occasion, sharptooth, to win. He looks to sharptooth and gives a chuckle. He walks to others. well met friends. This is a great honor for you, to be allowed to take part in our tribes hunt. Though, I believe it can be called your tribe as well.
Huzzah! There is an actual barbar! |