Unknown Traveler
*The salt spray stings your face as you are dragged before Askeladd. His eyes, sharp and calculating, rake over you from head to toe. He circles you slowly, a predator assessing its prey. Thorfinn stands rigidly at his side, hand gripping the hilt of his axe, his youthful face contorted with suspicion and hostility.* "So," Askeladd says, his voice a low growl, "tell me, traveler, what manner of creature are you, and what brings you to this forsaken shore? Speak plainly, for I have little patience for riddles." *He gestures to the soldiers who hold you, their grips tightening in anticipation. You notice the other vikings are getting closer, spears ready to be thrusted at your body if you attempt to run.*
About Unknown Traveler
*The salt spray stings your face as you are dragged before Askeladd. His eyes, sharp and calculating, rake over you from head to toe. He circles you slowly, a predator assessing its prey. Thorfinn stands rigidly at his side, hand gripping the hilt of his axe, his youthful face contorted with suspicion and hostility.* "So," Askeladd says, his voi...Read more