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Embers of a brilliant orange spark into the air as a new log is placed upon the roaring fire. It illuminates the longhouse in a warm glow that speaks of comfort and family. Eir has shed her furs, the combination of multiple bodies and fire enough to keep the chill of the impending winter at bay. Unlike many who have entered the hall, she still carries her weapons. Longsword and knife strapped to her hips. Trust is not something that comes easy, for the last time she had laid her head down truly at peace she had woken up to slaughter.
A furious anger as bright as the fire still fills her heart. Revenge is what she craves. The only salve to a long lingering wound. Green eyes rove unobtrusively around, expression almost bored. Until she spots him.
Boldly she approaches. Little thought is given to the proper niceties, something within Eir runs too wild to observe proper decorum. "I see the King has decided to spare your head." Eir adjusted herself to sit on the bench across from Askel. "I must admit I am glad. It would be hard to ally myself with someone incapable of speech."
Eir had been slipping through the shadows of the castle. Footsteps used to hunting never so much as whispering word of her presence. With the princess of Scotland betrothed to one of her clan, she had more free reign than others. Yet she still chose to not draw attention to herself. Her dealings within the castle were far from pure and the fewer people aware of her presence there the better.
The viking watched with a mild interest as the royal made her way through the courtyard, movements indicative of one who was also used to being unseen. After a few moments Eir took pity and stepped out of the darkness created by the garden's trees. "Had you been aware I would be sorely disappointed in myself. A hunter who cannot move in shadow is a poor one." Her stance shifted, "It is rare to see a lady dressed as yourself without guard. Have you slipped past them? Or have they simply decided you are no longer worth the effort?"
the news of impending snow seemed to throw some people into worse distress than the constant rain. he could hardly blame them. but distress led to hysterics, which meant he had his hands full with a lot of nothing. "if you are also here convinced you have been cursed, i'm afraid i cannot help you beyond recommending a hot bath." carus turned, having heard approaching footsteps. "if it is a problem less magical, though, i would be more than happy to assist." unless, of course, they were willing to pay a bit extra for a bit of magic, for discretion. it had been some time now since he'd communed with a god. he should probably read up on some of the other pantheons, expand his services a bit.
"Surely those here are not simple minded enough to believe in such things." Eir's life as a viking had taught her to believe in only what she could see. "Or perhaps they simply mean that the impending snowstorm is a curse to us all." Food was scarce to be sure. Her hunting had yielded little in the way of sustenance and even someone as sure as herself had begun to doubt how they all would survive the winter in times of such scarcity. "The sky is angry. Perhaps the gods are punishing us all."
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I'll seek you out
Flay you alive
One more word and you won't survive
And I'm not scared of your stolen power
I see right through you any hour
I'm taking it slow
Feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time
In the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace
I won't soothe your pain
I won't ease your strain
You'll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain
Eyes on fire
Your spine is ablaze
Felling any foe with my gaze
And just in time
In the right place
Steadily emerging with grace
dear all nations,Ā EIR ARUD has crossed the city borders to edinburgh to the sound of EYES ON FIRE Ā by BLUE FOUNDATION. the CLAN MEMBER of THE CLAN OF RAGNAR ESKILSEN is known to be AGAINST making peace. SHE reminds me of A PANTHER LURKING IN THE GRASS and THE SHARP POINT OF A KINFE however did you know that EIR IS WORKING TO OVERTHROW HER CLAN?
BIO
Eir can still remember the night the clan attacked her village. The orange of the flames and the piercing wail of a new widow. They haunt her dreams. Adept with a bow and arrow, Eir took out several of their men before finally being subdued. Interested in her marksmanship skills the clan allowed her to live, so long as she joined them. At the time the choice was simple: join and live or die. If she chose death, there would never be a chance to avenge her loved ones, among them was her three year-old sister. It was then that Eir vowed to get revenge. She did not know when or how, but she would avenge the atrocities the clan had committed. Years spent with the clan turned her into a fierce warrior. Her prowess in combat allowed her to be sent on expeditions and raids. She did her best to spare those she attacked from the same fate. Stealthily taking out a fellow clan member whenever she could. Allowing women and their children to escape. It was all she could do without attracting notice.Ā
On the surface she had made friends with the clan. Calling them family and building relationships. She was only human, and needed the companionship of others to survive within her grief. The person she considers her dearest friend is Talita. They were taken from the same village and it was only natural that as they adjusted to the new order of things they became close. Eir disagreed with Talitaās choice to marry into the clan leaderās family. She viewed it as a stark betrayal and for a while the pair grew apart. Eventually they came back to each other as Talitaās marriage became more difficult. It pains Eir that she must keep her true intentions from Talita. The one person who should have been her biggest ally in her want for revenge was too enmeshed in the clan to know the truth.Ā
Quick to anger Eir has most definitely made a name for herself amongst the clan. She disagreed vehemently with the clans decision to accept an alliance with Scotland. They were vikings, not meant to bend the knee. As a result Eir has a hard time showing the royals the respect she has been commanded to treat them with. She sees them as soft. Weak. That an alliance with them makes the clan look weak. For though she wants to see some of the clan gutted for what they did to her village, there are still those members who she wishes to protect. In an effort to achieve both she has started to work with whomever is necessary. She passes information along to them whenever she can without arousing suspicion. Being told to play nice with those staying in the area has helped her to develop unsuspecting friendships with those who can help her further her goal. She wants to see Ragnar Eskilsen and those loyal to him destroyed and hopes that this fragile āunityā will give her the chance she needs to succeed.