Workah0lic
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Workah0lic1yrCommentedoh my
_ "A few minutes ago you were fifteen and they were three… it seem your people don't know how to fight that well… a few minutes ago I wasn't here, if I were, you would be 0 and we would be 4…" Ragnar then smirked at him "Before we begin, does anyone want to leave?"- Workah0lic1yrCommented
that's...tall.
Ragnar by chance noticed that at the ground laid 5 wildlings and 2 man( soldiers if the letter armor and sword were any indication) all dead. Ragnar then looked at the man, he wore a rather expensive looking letter armor, and a fur coat over his shoulders… he was a Lord,of that Ragnar was certain. The Lord looked at Ragnar with hope in his eyes. The wildlings looked at him with fear, how could they not? At 7'2, black latter amor and a very angry face, Ragnar was rather an imposing figure. Before he could say anything a wildling beat him to it. - Workah0lic1yrCommented
so it's not the OG personality anymore?
Fortunately I got to choose the world I would be sent to. I chose the world of Game of Thrones ( ASOIF more precisely). I don't remember why anymore, it seems old me just thought it would be interesting… I have a few memories of the plot, but apparently the memories of Ragnar, my memories, overused "space available" in my mind… - Workah0lic1yrCommented
Hm, can it even be beautiful over there?
It was a beautiful day in The North, well as beautiful as a snowy day could get, the wolfswood's ancient tree stood tall and proud, like the man of the North. A gust of wind, warmer than normal shook those ancient trees in a way never seen before, it was if the goods were welcoming a friend. The fallen leaves, that made of the ground it's residence, formed a surprisingly gorgeous "carpet" in the forest.