OOC & Casting Call: Viking Adventure

[Snork Maiden]

Yngvette felt a tap on her shoulder and she whirled around quickly to see who had accosted her so rudely. Infact too quickly as half the content of her horn was expelled with the momentum over the hapless Minstrel.

errrr. ooo er damn thats wet, umm er do you think I could have my lute back now?

Yngvette peered, somewhat annoyed into her empty horn, and then at the minstrel, then at the horn, then at the lute, then at the minstrel and said Eh?

My lute? the minstrel repeated pointing nervously at the instrument resting against the bar and being guarded quite splendidly by Snarly, who growled, and raised his eyebrows.

No you can't have it back, you lost that four posts ago you should have got in quicker and if it takes you a day to realize it's missing that's just tough, she replied

B...b..b.. , the minstrel stammered, starting to complain

B... B.. Beer! damned good idea seeing as you have half of mine on your tunic. Mines a Herniakin Olskald top. Thanks, Yngvette replied handing him her horn.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Having had her Horn refilled, Yngvette wandered across the bar of the tavern to the childrens area, clutching her newly acquired toy and shield and beckoning Schnarly to follow her.

She often spent time entertaining the younger members of the clan and since it served a purpose, both in terms of freeing the parents of their duties whilst they bladdered themselves, it also raised funds enough for her own habit.

The children squealed with delight as she laid her shield down and sat upon it. Several of the braver children stepped forward to pat the 'ferocious' Schnarly. who wagged his tail and rolled about playfully.

Tell us a tale, tell us a tale the children called out

Ok Ok, settle down and I will see what I can do., Yngvette replied. I know, how about a tale of Seighegg The Hedgehog, she smiled.

Yes Yes, the children answered

Ok then, gather around and I will tell you the short Saga of the Fleur De Lys., she replied cheerfully.

The children crowded around her crosslegged and she began

It was the night of the fleur de Lys,
And Seighegg Hog he got a kiss
From his Nell as he was bound
To do his duties all around.

The moon was set the night was long
So he set out with merry song
"Ogre, Troll, Giant or Elf;
Come on out and show yourself.
Creatures, terrors of the night
Monster scourge or evil sprite
Anything that is not right
Come on you guys. I wanna fight"

But the dark night was silent
And so with heavy sigh
This brave hedgehog he didn't notice
The saucer in the sky.

His orders were as black as coal
"ALL NASTY THINGS - Stick in a hole
ALL EVIL THINGS - Make them sublime
And so he sang a second time..
Creatures, terrors of the night.....
Hang on a mo' this isn't Right.
The last two lines we'll never no
Seighegg Hog was abducted by an U.F.O.

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Lament

Seighegg Hog's gone Oh No
What will we do were shall we go
The abduction of this spikey fellow
Left all the woodland creatures hollow.

Yngvette paused looking at the childrens faces, Well what do you think happened to Sieghegg?, she asked

The children shook their heads

Well some time passed and he didn't come home, yngvette continued
Ohhhhhhhhh the children chrorused

Yngvette contiinued her tale

So life got harder for his wife Nell.
S.H. was gone she knew too well.
And as she wondered about this -
She thought 'Espoire, Le Fleur de Lys'

His motto remindeder her
of the small spark of hope there really was
She sat upon the dusty ground
and gathered Hedgehogs all around

And so as this short Saga tells
They planned a tomb some five feet high
In in the top they laid a glass
So that the hedgehogs could see inside.

The tomb was hewn by J J Johanessen
And Igven of the gypsies born
For of all mankind these two alone
The dissappeared hedgehog mourn.

(But there was an air of mystery
Since the body they had missed
And that's the reason why you see
They didn't seal the cyst.)

And on the top the hedgehogs lay
Rosemary and Collumtine.
Dandelions, Daisies too
Any flowers they could find.
But for the flower of the Lily
There wasn't any room
So in order to preserve it
They placed it in the Tomb

And in the tomb they also placed
Ornaments so Bright
Filling all the empty spaces
Drowning out the stars at night

So if you see a Hedgehog
come and climb high upon this
don't worry it won't hurt you
It just wants to see Le Fleur De Lys
For every hedgehog has a need
To watch a Lily turn to seed

In time so hard the tomb got broken
For months it lay in bind weed choken
November, It's sides first did crack
December time it lost it's back
In January it top was removed
In february because it was so grooved
And covered with lichen and moss
the inscription bourne, was all but lost

Thus with it's ID finally freed
And nothing on its face to read
and the flower inside long gone to seed
thus ends this saga as 'twas agreed.

As she finished the tale the children cheered, leaping up and down Tell us another, tell us another!

 

[Graybread]

Rurik Odenfriggsom

Rurik sat in the back, behind the children, listening to Yngvette tell the tale of ‘Seighegg the Hedgehog’. A tear ran down his face, for he dearly loved hedgehogs. He especially liked the sharp little quills. The tale reminded him of the time he too, had seen a saucer in the sky… then a stool… then the ax of the girls’ father, as he jumped out the window. That memory brought another tear to his eye. He put his arm around a little blond girl as he sniffled, laying his head atop hers. “Gehen Sie von mir Sie grosses oaf weg,” she whined, elbowing him in the side. He removed his hand and lifted his mug to his mouth, downing the sweet honey mead. He sat and listened as Yngvette finished her tale, the children cheered, leaping up and down “Tell us another, tell us another!” They yelled. “Yes, tell us another,” Rurik yelled, “no, wait; let me get another mead first.”

 

[Snork Maiden]

Tell us another, the children asked

Yes tell us another, boomed a rather large child,

Yngvette eyed the bearded child suspiciously, hmmmmm, how old?, she asked.

Rurik moved his eyes skyward and scanned the rafters whilst pursing his lips.

"Hmm ah ha, I see.. Well I suppose we have got a little time to hang out here in the OOC before we have to shoot over to the main thread... she checked her pocket timetable, and nodded. "Yep, she bent over to a small boy sitting near by, I have a special task for you"

The little viking looked back up at her excited,

I want you to be my scout ok, it's a very special task and you have to be very observant, Yngvette explained

OK, the boy replied

I want you to sit over here on the edge of the page, and watch to see when the Main Thread starts, and when it does you have to shout 'Raid (tm) Ho!', you got that., she continued

I got that the boy replied.

Ok, off you go then, Yngvette urged, smiling

The boy scuttled over to the side of the page and peered over edge, below he could see lots of other threads but not the Main Thread, so he sat and watched....

Now then another tale let me see..., Yngvette said quietly, peering at the large bearded child who now appeared to be drinking from a full sized horn. errrrm are you supposed to be drinking that.. Bring it here... tsk tsk, what would your parents think if they thought I wasn't looking after you properly?

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Raid (tm) is a trademark of the Johansen & Johansen Wax Company

 

[Graybread]

As Rurik lead his horse up the gangplank, he noticed a small boy looking over the edge of a cloud.

"Hmmmm," he thought, "that's odd, never seen a kid in a cloud before."

"Hey kid, tell the rest of them to come over here and play. We're gettin ready to sail, I think. If I'm on the right ship anyway.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Just a quick post, to let you guys know that I'm dropping out of this. It's isn't shaping up to what I thought it would, and looks to be heading down the road of a D&D campaign when I was expecting a campy, lighthearted satire as opposed to a testosterone filled macho adventure "I'm the greatest warrior" thread, but I am confident you guys are going to have fun with it, it really is just not as lighthearted as I anticipated.

best wishes

Snork

 

[Holli n Hunter]

testing something

http://us.f1.yahoofs.com/users/363b66c3/bc/Yahoo!+Photo+Album/Darkness---2+haven.jpg?pfCh7s.AlmVvZpT2

hmmmmmm. what am i doing wrong?

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Darkness.jpg

 

[captainb]

I'm not sure, H&H. What are you trying to do? Maybe something like this?

 

[katalynn]

Hehe hope this will work for a start, I'll work in her personality and such. First time playing this type of chara so we'll see how I do. /grin






Roskva:

Been sitting in the back of the tavern watching the action of the others. My blood red hair slightly curly, reaching down to my knees. Emerald green eyes on alert. Slightly smaller than most vikings standing at 6 ft even, long, finely tones legs. Looking like she can't fight with her beauty. Having all the right curves in my leather pants and long boots, white polar bear fur cloak, leather top trimmed with white fox fur.

Roskva is an awsome craftsman, making the strongest weaps out of exitoc metals and woods. Has a rune ivory etched long sword at my side, two dagger in my boots and in fox fur bracers on my forearms. Long bow at my back made of nightmare wood, along with my arrows. All weapons of which I made myself with a few little runes etched in them of ancient spells.

Just as I finish my mead listening for someone with possible action. Hearing the name Thrudd, then seeing others gather around her. I wait for it to calm down some before aproaching her with my serves.

 

[Messalina]

Var helsed, Roskva! Enjoy the journey.

 

[Graybread]

Rurik Odenfriggsom

“Why Brenna Dear,” Rurik said, laying his fingers on his cheek. “That outfit is absolutely smashing! I love leather, tight leather. Does it come in red, I look marvelous in red you know.” His wrist going limper as he spoke.

Walking over to inspect Brennas’ outfit, he notice Roskva sitting there. “Oh my God ‘Fur’, I love fur,” he said, throwing his hands up. “I just love white polar bear fur cloaks, and those boots, Dear, they’re just to die for!” Leaning over to speak to Roskva he whispered, “You’re the one who does etchings right? I’d love to see your etchings sometime, but, do you think you could do an etching for little ole me? Ya know, on my weapon, to make it more rigid.”

“Oh my God, look at the white pussy!” he exclaimed trotting off across the room.


Ruriks way of saying Hi, Welcome to the story.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Gray, you are simply not right. And I love it.

 

[Holli n Hunter]

interesting

I said it before and I am sticking to it too
*lol*

Look out guys.... we girls might have an upper hand on you.

but remember it is all in fun.

 

[Holli n Hunter]

HEY!

Where did every one go???????

I was starting to get seasick from abandonment
Hollie ( aka Brenna)

 

[captainb]

I think our Fearless Leader is under Thor's spell, and everyone breathlessly awaits what will happen next.

Or something like that.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

We're turning into shark bait if Thor doesn't pull soon I guess you can just call us "chum" *L* so bait your hooks.

 

[Holli n Hunter]

lol

okay so what ever happened to saving ass?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

It was saved. *L

 

[Holli n Hunter]

hey everyone

Please come Back!

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC: FYI, as I'm in several stories and since this one is so hit and miss I'm withdrawing Wulfgar from it.

May Odin and the Fates guide your journeys. *s

PP