Post by bjorn on Sept 20, 2024 18:06:36 GMT
bjorn wolfe don't explain your philosophy. embody it. The man had risen early that morning, despite himself. He'd only returned from Dain two days prior, selling his stock of deer and wild sheep pelts to the poor freezing bastards. For the life of him, he couldn't understand why someone would stay there and live out their days with frostbite nipping at their extremities. Liesel had ordered him to relax and get some rest and he'd honestly planned to do so, but there was that constant restless feeling that had bled through from his childhood. He needed to go out and do something. So, just as the sun rounded the hills in the horizon he and Old Boy set off through the woodland and towards the river. By noon, he'd managed to catch about ten fish -- most big enough to sell. He then resorted to taking the hike to the port. It didn't hurt to make a quick buck and catch up with the butchers and fishermen that haunted that place. When he arrived, the foggy harbor was filled with people young and old. Grubby children chased one another through the water-slick paths while older men and women shouted out their advertisements, hoping to entice the passerby. Bjorn's face was blank as he made a beeline to a merchant near the edge of the port, giving Old Bay a soft pat on the head to calm him. The wolf never did care for crowded areas, but frequenting them was a necessity for a man of Bjorn's trade. He made a quick sale of the fish, earning a pocket full of gold coins. As he turned toward the makeshift bar that was always there, a lovely woman with bright red hair would lift her dress, revealing a pale, toned leg as she beckoned for him to follow her. He dipped his head curtly and continued on. He wouldn't waste his money on such things. He ordered a tall cup of ale, served in a wooden mug and sat down on one of the wooden benches, staring out into the crowd. The drink was a comfort, yet he still felt a nag of loneliness as he watched people talk and laugh with one another. [ tagged ] [ notes ] |
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