υввe ragnarѕѕon (
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sixthiterationlogs2019-02-20 09:48 am
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surely you have heard the story of
WHO: Ubbe Ragnarsson
WHERE: Inn by the fireplace!
WHEN: Evening of 2/20
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: None! (Please warn for adult content or anything triggering)
WHERE: Inn by the fireplace!
WHEN: Evening of 2/20
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: None! (Please warn for adult content or anything triggering)
Almost every evening since arriving, Ubbe goes to the hall most call the "Inn", which is somewhat appropriately named given most go in to gather and prepare food and eat. But the Viking goes for the fireplace and for the warmth it brings. He spends hours there, staring into the flames while it takes him back to many evenings at the Great Hall in Kattegat.
One thing he remembers well is how loud and busy it is when everyone comes together with men and women and children celebrating for many different reasons. Most times, it was the return of their people from successful raids and to feast and drink to the ones who had died glorious deaths in battle and earned their way into Valhalla to drink with Odin and Thor. They gathered to celebrate weddings and births and to honour traditions like Jól and Ostara.
It was a place that brought back a flood of memories for the displaced Viking.
Tonight, Ubbe remembers the stories told around the fire in the middle of the longhouse. The ones overheard by the men and women, their travels and the riches they came home with. The ones Floki would tell with such great enthusiasm and intensity in his eyes. It was the way he laughed while telling them that always seemed to make the tale a little scarier than it should be. But mostly, Ubbe remembers the way his father, Ragnar, told them to him and his brothers when they were young boys. His voice always seemed to bring life to them better than anyone else and that makes him smile.
[ Feel free to catch Ubbe quietly reminiscing or smiling in memory! Then sit down and let him tell you a story :) ]
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"Not much one can do about that," Ubbe mentions idly with a small shrug. That was the obvious part. "And so we wait now to find out what these "Observers want from us."
That might be the most infuriating part in all this and he's sure everyone would agree.
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Shrugging even as she says it. 'For some I think it starts to become a thought of if we care, so long as others aren't harmed, or that they get back where they belong."
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Ubbe gives a considerate nod as he looks from the fire to her.
"Do you care?" he asks, suspecting she does given her earlier answer.
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"Whether we're who we were or not though," she says, edging around those things many talk about, if only for the sake of others but she knows what she believes. She has reasons, knowledge of her life, and there's no reason to believe otherwise. Not for herself. "And if there's not a way? I care... You know, I care about the people of this village. We're all abnormals here, in one way or another, and I think we need one another to get through this."
She was raised to be there for others, to help the underdog through so long as they weren't out to harm others for no reason. Ashley can't see any reason to do anything else here for as long as she can.