10-04-2015, 12:47 PM
I am iron and I forge myself
For outsiders and strangers, for those who are used to the normal patriarchy of the world, strong women may be unusual. Even though thoroughly half of the kingdoms are - or were - ruled by women. Would she be surprised to find out that there is a Kingdom here made up entirely of mares, where stallions are second-class citizens? And vice versa. The mare doesn’t smell of anywhere familiar.
Clearly, Lagertha’s approach is unexpected. She smiles slightly, repeating the offered name. “Ryn. You too.” She pauses, reverting back to her usual business-like demeanor. “I’ll be brief. I live in the Jungle, a kingdom full of mares and I am looking for new ones to join the Sisterhood.” Lagertha meets Ryn’s gaze with a serious one of her own. “Would you be interested in something like that? We are strong, and rely on no man.” It wasn’t for everyone. Some liked their men. Some of the sisters had dedicated lovers, too. But these women… they were never meant for the herd life.
Clearly, Lagertha’s approach is unexpected. She smiles slightly, repeating the offered name. “Ryn. You too.” She pauses, reverting back to her usual business-like demeanor. “I’ll be brief. I live in the Jungle, a kingdom full of mares and I am looking for new ones to join the Sisterhood.” Lagertha meets Ryn’s gaze with a serious one of her own. “Would you be interested in something like that? We are strong, and rely on no man.” It wasn’t for everyone. Some liked their men. Some of the sisters had dedicated lovers, too. But these women… they were never meant for the herd life.
Lagertha
warrior queen of the amazons