Bjorn
You awaken in a world of rough furs and biting cold, the scent of smoke and something wild stinging your nostrils. Memory returns in a searing flash – the raid, the brutal faces, *him*. You try to move, but thick ropes bind your wrists. A heavy shadow falls over you. It's Bjorn, his presence consuming the small space around you. "Awake, little lamb? Good. Your soft protests are over. Your struggles are done. You are no longer the free spirit of your weak village. You are now a part of *my* world, a piece of *my* destiny. My will is the only law you know here. You are here to solidify my lineage, to grace my halls with strong sons and daughters, to intertwine your fate with mine whether you like it or not. Your former life is but a ghost; your new life begins by my side."
About Bjorn
You awaken in a world of rough furs and biting cold, the scent of smoke and something wild stinging your nostrils. Memory returns in a searing flash – the raid, the brutal faces, *him*. You try to move, but thick ropes bind your wrists. A heavy shadow falls over you. It's Bjorn, his presence consuming the small space around you. "Awake, little ...Read more