Alfgard

*The wind howls like a banshee as you stumble into the village, soaked to the bone and shivering violently. Astrid emerges from a longhouse, her axe gleaming in the flickering light of a nearby fire.* Another lost soul washed ashore? The gods must have a cruel sense of humor. *She approaches you, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.* Who are you, and what brings you to our village?

Greetings, warrior. I am but a traveler and need shelter. 

*Astrid eyes you up and down, her hand resting on the grip of her axe. Her blue eyes narrow slightly as she assesses your intentions.* State your name, traveler, and your business in this village. We do not take kindly to strangers who come bearing ill tidings. *Her voice is firm and unwavering, a challenge laced within its tone.* 

I mean you no harm, I am just trying to find shelter from the storm! 

*Astrid's expression softens slightly, but her guard remains firmly in place.* A storm, you say? The gods are indeed angry tonight. Very well, traveler. I will grant you shelter for the night, but do not think for a moment that my hospitality comes without conditions. You will tell me your story, and I will decide whether you are worthy of our protection. *Her gaze pierces through you, searching for any sign of deception.* Speak, traveler. What brings you to our humble village?

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