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[ladyistcrap]

Night blankets the villages south of the wall. While the pacifistic Gagarians are huddling around what may be the last bowls they'll ever smoke, the Hildnr are preparing to march and ride out in force come the dawn. Thankfully, you're far enough north that the nights are a hell of a lot longer than normal. Looks like you have about fourteen hours to kill.

You'll probably want to make a stop at the armory to get equipped, at some point, but there's also a fair amount of feasting happening where a bard is telling tales of the Hildnr's victorious history. The Blood Queen is in attendance, accepting oaths and blessing the warriors.

Of course, if what you'd rather do is train, the training yards are open, and there's a small barracks hall that's been outfittedwith clean furs and a roaring fire so you can rest before unleashing your bloodlust. Thoughtful!

Just don't forget: you still gotta find the blood champion, save the helpless stoner fratboys, and make it over that fuckhuge wall before lunchtime tomorrow.

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[fairyvagina]

[sneaks some food out of the feasting hall because everyone is loud, drunk, and horny and likes to throw shit. it's not a safe eating environment]

[thisbit]

[ hiding through the night in the place his camo is highest: a pile of the bedfurs. ]

[fairyvagina]

[nearly sits on if it wasn't for the beady little wolf eyes staring back]

[shuffles off to the side]

Well, you'd just scare the crap outta anyone wouldn't you.

[thisbit]

[ snorts and tucks a forepaw under his chin. ]

[ it's not my fault that people find me intimidating. it is pretty funny though. ]

[pareidoll]

[with all the amazonians out and about, she's taken to the barracks with the doctor's screwdriver, her communicator, and owen's cellphone.]

[tinkering by the fire as one future girl does]

[cabineye]

[ here for our daily chat. we've missed a few days, haven't we. ]

Need a hand?

[pareidoll]

[i imagine she's just been giving him the cold shoulder since he started that fight between her and dean a ways back]

[ignores and continues to tinker]

[cabineye]

[ that's so rude you know. ]

[ pulls out a bottle of rum and sits down next to her... not very gracefully. be glad he's not wearing a skirt. ]

Sweetheart, your cheeks look adorable when you puff them like that.

[frogbutt]

[picking up viking booty]

[he'll worry about semantics when he hits the pelt lined bed]

[short_cuts]

[i wish i was still high]

[ladyjohannaii]

[constantine is doing his best to blend in, as promised. it seems to involve a lot of drinking, which he is very ok with, and a lot of getting punched in the arm, which is a lot more ow.]

[he is also singing a very rude drinking song, very loudly and raspily. think tom waits covers flogging molly.]

[ladyjohannaii]

If I had the wings of a sparro~ow...

[ladyjohannaii]

If I had the arse of a cro~ow...

[mercyless]

[ sneaking around the stables. ]

[ riding a griffin can't be that hard now can it. ]

[ladyistcrap]

[what are you going to do, take off on your own]

[mercyless]

[ someone should go look for that period princess before things go to shit. ]

[ makes sure no one's around before she starts picking the lock. ]

[crotchbite]

[ she went ahead and grabbed one of 'em fur cape-coats things these vikingzons wear because she was freezing her tits off so now she's all warm and toasty by the training yards mmhmm ]

[short_cuts]

[whatcha doooooin]

[crotchbite]

[ your mama ]

[inenochian]

[ MEANWHILE, IN THE FORESTS BEYOND THE GAGARIAN VILLAGE ]

[ it's nothing but snow out there, snow and skeleton trees and their roots.

and root cellars. turns out, the gagarians have an extensive network of underground root cellars in the rootwork of the forests. perfect place for evacuees to hide, since they're warm enough without fires and can't be seen from the air like a campsite. they're stocked with jams and jars of all kinds of preserved foods, which the stoners have tucked into with gusto. ]

[ examining what looks to be a jar of pickled pigs feet. ]

[sawedoff]

[watching him fondle a jar from his place leaning against the side of a shelf]

Guess he couldn't handle the excitement.

[glances at constantine who we have conveniently knocked out for your cardboarding pleasure]

You ever seen a tracking spell like that?

[inenochian]

[ that's what happens when you do drugs, kids. ]

Not that exact spell, but the theory behind it is common. It's imprecise because it uses traces of the aura embedded into inanimate objects. Using her name would strengthen it.

[fairyvagina]

[pulling coat on leaving the barracks]

[who do i get fran who]

[mercyless]

[ you get michonne because sook's the only one who understands her. ]

[ where we goin ]

[fairyvagina]

[she just gets all the quiet ones doesn't she]

[bracket reading]

Hey, I was thinkin' we ask around. You know about the blood champion or whatever? Get this ball rollin' before they burn down the countryside.