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we can say shes trespassing! looking for northfall members but aw <3

it was the simplest of games:

find a nobleman. attach yourself.

her mother had gone mad upon that island. and then agrippina had almost suffered the same when she had fled la muerte. a man of rank was the only thing for which julia had ever prepared agrippina, boxed there on that tiny piece of land with only an ignorant daughter for company.

so cold. she sniffled, tripped; she fell against a swathe of granite rock and sat down hard, dizzy.

skill: guardian

A nobleman did not come. At least, not yet. Though a noble woman had.

Wardruna mind the borders often, so when she scented someone who had crossed them, someone which she did not know, Wardruna followed the trail prompt.

Eventually it would bring the guardian to the golden and red slim figure of Agrippina. With caution she would come in low towards the woman, though likely even still stood taller then the other.

ikke gå lenger! (Go no further!) She moves to stand between the woman and further into their land. You tresspass claimed land, redwoman.

ludicrous, how the wintertide had weakened agrippina in its lack of warmth. she was ashamed to admit her weakness, and ashamed still to be confronted. a muscular woman, taller than herself, now addressed the pathetic exile. will you allow me to pass, warrior? what is this place? asked the noblewoman.

some part of her indignation was restored by the insinuation that she should not travel as she pleased. springshard eyes were sharp despite her diminished figure.

There was a scent upon his border of which he did not know, but Arvid was not the first upon it, no. His sister had beaten him to the punch, of course. She always was the first to these things, even in his youth and childhood, so this would not come as a surprise to him. She minded the border religiously, as did he - they both had nothing else to live for, it would seem.

She does not own the privilege to allow trespassers the right, and why should she allow someone such as yourself to pass, when you couldn’t even use your nose to respect our borders? would come Arvid’s booming snarl, as he came to his sister’s side, citrus eyes lingering over her to ensure her safety a moment before turning his full attention back to the woman of reds.

It was not a color he had ever enjoyed.

skill: guardian

You are in the land Northfall and - She pauses her words when she hears the approach of another, causing her dark and cream ears to turn back into the direction. Her head follows as her brother's figure meets the corner of her gaze who is soon standing at her side.

The lack of authority she carries is spoken by her young brother, reminding her of their father's passing. She is quiet now as she stands sentinel, to be directed as needed.

northfall. agrippina drew a breath to ask more, when the woman before her capitulated to a tall — boy? he was more sizable than she, with a gingery sheen which held out the color of his eyes in a stark way.

but this was not the most important thing about him: he was clearly a ruler of some sort, and agrippina had not only been caught in trespass but in protest.

mother's lessons bent her spine. please. i apologize. brutal self-loathing lined her throat. i was not thinking because i am in — trouble, domine. (sir.) this young lord could see her need, yes? surely everyone was able to see it. agrippina only waited to know if she was pathetic enough to be deemed no threat.

His attention turned to his sentry with the quirk of his brow, listening quite attentively as she spoke information to someone who could very well be their enemy. Someone who could be working for the woman who had killed their father, or the one who had been working for her mother - she was still lucky she still had her rank, her pack at all.

Slowly, his attention finds the red woman once more. Yes, he could see her desperation - but for what?

Or who?

Then kneel, girl. Why don’t you show me how sorry you are?

She was... in trouble? Wardruna's eyes narrowed. Being in trouble and asking Northfall to fight was one thing, a trade could be made. Northfall's teeth for her own service. Yet tresspassing with a possible enemy come to hunt her own on their lands without their knowing was another. What would have happened had she not been found here and now?

Now, Wardruna's eyes snap away from the woman with a jerk up of her head, scanning the treeline as her young brother places judgement upon the woman. A tone that happened to make her skin crawl.

agrippina's humiliation was immediate. her mouth gaped in consternation; her legs stuttering with surprise, and then a rushing fear. any protest she might have made was stilled by recognition of her predicament. la muerte had been kind. she had been a fool to think this would be repeated.

and so she sank down, all bony angles and desperate bowed head. agrippina was aware of how to beg, even if nausea was sure to scorch her throat later. please. she did not look up at either of them. i will die out here. take me into your home. i will do anything you ask.

there, eloquence made to grovel. she would never forgive him or forgive herself.