10-07-2015, 03:33 PM
I am iron and I forge myself
Alone, but always thinking. Today the topic is alliances and treaties, as it was yesterday and the day before. There are seven other kingdoms, and while she knows the Gates is out and the Tundra is probably out - purely for their tendency to go quiet - she is torn between the third that they should deny an alliance to. Much of it depended on how certain events played out, events do not completely depend on her. As of right now, they have no steadfast friend save for the Dale and - potentially - the Falls, and even that relationship she wonders about. She wants a raid without a full blown war. But oh, how to manage that? How to manage that, indeed...
At the sound of two approaching, Lagertha turns her head and sees her quickly growing daughter and a stranger heading towards her. She’s not very smiley at the moment, but then again, she rarely is. They are reserved for few people. But she’s not a completely cold-hearted bitch, chuckling quietly at Sette’s introduction. The girl would have to figure out what she preferred to call Lagertha; Khaleesi and Mom were fine either way. But until then, it is an easy source of amusement. After returning a quick nudge, Lagertha turns her dark brown eyes to the interestingly colored tag-a-long. “Thank you, Sette. Elektra? Are you looking for something?”
Lagertha really hates to say ‘how can I help you?’ It just sounds so… weak, even though she techincally is there to serve and help and protect the Sisters of the Jungle. And she has a reputation to uphold. Hard-asses hardly say ‘how can I help you.’
At the sound of two approaching, Lagertha turns her head and sees her quickly growing daughter and a stranger heading towards her. She’s not very smiley at the moment, but then again, she rarely is. They are reserved for few people. But she’s not a completely cold-hearted bitch, chuckling quietly at Sette’s introduction. The girl would have to figure out what she preferred to call Lagertha; Khaleesi and Mom were fine either way. But until then, it is an easy source of amusement. After returning a quick nudge, Lagertha turns her dark brown eyes to the interestingly colored tag-a-long. “Thank you, Sette. Elektra? Are you looking for something?”
Lagertha really hates to say ‘how can I help you?’ It just sounds so… weak, even though she techincally is there to serve and help and protect the Sisters of the Jungle. And she has a reputation to uphold. Hard-asses hardly say ‘how can I help you.’
Lagertha
warrior queen of the amazons