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[rogan]

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[`sappho]

i. eerika forsberg. ii. 20 y/o. iii. female. iv. viking warrior.
v. heterosexual. vi. daughter of geir forsberg and freja for
sberg. vii. intelligent, cunning, extremely skilled. viii. agg
ressive, brutal, emotional. ix. faceclaim; olga kurylenko.

[`sappho]

i. primrose bennett. ii. 18 y/o. iii. female. iv. princess of
northumbria. v. heterosexual. vi. daughter of king kendry
ek bennett and queen gwen bennett. vii. compassionate,
gentle, honest. viii. anxious, doesn't know how to fight, i
nsecure. ix. faceclaim; millie brady.

[rogan]

> landon wesley bennett
> does he even have a nickname aside from sir/prince? nope. sadly.
> cismale, he/him
> twenty-two years old, born june seventh
> dweeb prince of northumbria, surprisingly heir to the throne
> son of kendryek bennett & jeon chansook [deceased]
> "i think that i could use a nap"
> what are manners? he doesn't know these
> i lied he knows them well he just ignores them sometimes
> couldn't?? care less about his appearance??? will gladly dress as a peasant
> actually super sweet tbh with you
> super protective, which is a bit surprising
> dedicated, even if it doesn't seem like it
> alright so he'll threaten someone but he wont actually carry it out
> not threatening in the least bit
> honestly a bit of a puppy?? really dorky
> and clumsy like oh my god how is he still alive
> when he needs to be he attempts to be serious. no promises
> really loyal, definitely wont abandon anyone
> honest, though he does lie here and there...for good reasons
> oddly good at twisting the truth
> selfless but usually it bounces off for his own personal gain somehow
> bilingual, korean and english. will gladly insult you in either language
> a little bit emotional but who cares
> will lock someone up as a prisoner but will proceed to talk to them like a normal person
> humorous? it's kind of weird, even in bad situations
> can seem a little stupid but he is self taught in most subjects leave him alone
> can't swim to save his life and wont even try
> face claim is vernon chwe of seventeen

[rogan]

> maxwell vincent kang
> prefers to be called max
> cismale, he/him
> twenty-three years old, born january twelfth
> vikings warrior
> "touch my hair u die got it"
> confident but that's bc he knows he looks good
> threats are never empty. ever.
> insults anyone as soon as they insult him and sometimes it's really funny
> creative, especially with the words coming from his mouth
> will legit shamelessly beat someone with a board
> intelligent, mainly self taught
> cannot and will not eat fish, it makes him sick. so some nights he doesn't eat
> overall silence, when he's alone he's probably messing with weaponry
> he's a bit of a fluff ball sometimes but don't let that fool you
> a little bit messy not gonna lie, the thing he keeps the neatest is probs his hair
> honestly a great liar, has no shame in it
> great hunter and if you piss him off enough then yeah you're his next target
> stealthy and rather sly, as well as swift
> very good at blackmail, has his ways of uncovering information
> can be sweet. can be.
> also surprisingly muscular
> such a sweet smile?? like how the hell-
> honestly so easy to confuse, even though it lasts thirty seconds
> protective. especially of people he cares for
> will glare at you even if you didn't do anything wrong
> you can literally compliment you and he wont say thanks
> birth parents are both dead but it doesn't bother him v much
> face claim is hwang hyunjin of stray kids

[`sappho]

ｅｅｒｉｋａ ｆｏｒｓｂｅｒｇ — ⚔

xxxthe rough winds of the open sea drug along their longship over the choppy waves. salty water splashed upon eerika's face as she gazed off into the ocean. they had been at sea for two days. the voyage was not the longest or shortest but they were still alive. eerika stood from her seat, hanging to a rope and looked behind at her at the rowing men. "we shall send out the ravens," she called back to them. so the men released the birds and she prayed to odin that they wouldn't return. the viking continued to look out through the foggy conditions until she saw it. it was a tall, black hill. "thank the gods," she said, a smile spreading across her face for the first time since they'd left for england.

xxxeerika grabbed her sword jumped from the ship with a few others before they pulled it ashore. they had anchored on a beach that had a huge hill looming above them. she wondered where in england they had landed, she'd never seen this place before. now she wondered where max was. it seemed that they hadn't spoken since they left from norway. her bright blue eyes scanned the crowd for her friend before she finally saw his black hair. "max!" she called as she dashed towards him light on her feet.

ｐｒｉｍｒｏｓｅ ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ — ♚

xxxthe day was calm and quiet. primrose sat on her stood, strumming away at her wooden lyre and humming a gentle melody. she knew she wouldn't have many more days here in the castle. her king father was searching every nook and cranny for someone to marry her. it was the fate of her, and every princess of england before her, to be married off by their fathers. most of them hated their suitors, most of them began to hate their fathers. primrose let out a sigh. she couldn't bear to think of leaving this place, leaving her brother, leaving everything she'd ever known. however, primrose knew that was what god wanted for her and she couldn't disobey him. she grabbed her small golden crown and placed it on her head. the princess sat down her lyre, stood from her stool and walked from her room silently.

xxxprimrose ran her hand along the stones of the hallway and made a turn to the great hall. two knights stood at either side of the door that led in. they bowed their helmet-covered heads to primrose before they threw open the doors. she found that her brother and father were inside, speaking to bishop avery. she curtsied to them, shooting a glance at landon. "king father, father avery, brother," she said softly. "good day, lady," the bishop spoke. "you father and i were just discussing suitors that would be worthy of your hand."

[rogan]

ｍａｘｗｅｌｌ ｋａｎｇ ！

xxmaxwell, to say the least, wasn't all too pleased. after all, they had set out for england not two days ago, and over that course of two days he had gone with eating as little as he could. so, needless to say, he was hungry. and his hunger inevitably lead to anger, which he was not-so-nicely taking it out on everyone on the ship. so, to be completely honest with you, he wouldn't even be surprised if each and every one of these people probably hated him and wanted to do nothing more than throw him overboard.

xxbut, ah, it didn't matter much. especially now that the black haired viking was eyeing the land that was slowly coming into view. his tensed shoulders dropped at the sight of the black hill, and he whirled around as others began to move forward as quickly as they could to anchor the ship to keep it from floating out to sea. a small smile tugged at his lips as he jumped over the edge of the boat, hitting the soft, wet ground with a soft oof before dusting his hands on his pants. the male lifted his head slightly after adjusting the sword pinned to his side, eyes falling on eerika as she neared him. shaking his head softly, a smirk tugged at his lips as she continued to near him. "eerika," he greeted, bowing at the waist slightly as he greeted her.

ｌａｎｄｏｎ ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ ！

xxthe longer he and his father, as well as bishop avery, discussed, the more bored the prince became. it became harder and harder to not rub at his face, often having his hand swatted away by his father, and the more he ran his hand through his freshly done hair, the more irritated his father seemed to become. as soon as the doors swung open, revealing his younger half sister, he nodded his head softly in acknowledgement, turning back towards bishop avery, eyebrows furrowed. so that's what they were talking about. his sister's suitor. what a... magnificent topic to have missed out on.

xxlandon's eyes fell on primrose once more, gaze soft as his lips twitched down in a frown. he couldn't imagine the situation and stress that this had put her under, let alone the kind of things that ran around in her mind. but, she didn't have a say in it, and neither did he. releasing a sigh through his nose, the prince turned his eyes back to his father, and then allowed his eyes to drift towards bishop avery. rolling his lips in between his teeth, landon bit down gently before running his tongue over his lips, eyes then quickly shifting towards the ceiling of the room.

[`sappho]

ｅｅｒｉｋａ ｆｏｒｓｂｅｒｇ — ⚔

xxxgrinning from ear to ear, eerika watched maxwell bow to her. "oh, stand up you doof!" she said with a giggle before she grabbed his hand with the strength of her fellow vikings. "how did the voyage treat you? i didn't imagine it would take us two days to get to england when the weather as well as it has been. still, odin has blessed us to keep our lives for at least another day," she said with sigh. she rested her hand on the hilt of her sword, and began to get herself prepared for the imminent battle they would have with the saxons. "ive been wishing for this day to come, today my blade with bath in saxon blood and our ship will be filled with their treasures," eerika exclaimed wholeheartedly. their last trip west had been a great victory. they had taken many gold artifacts and at least fifteen prisoners. the earl was so pleased with the reaping that he had permitted them go back a whole season early. before a year ago they hadn't even been allowed to go west and now it seemed like second nature to the vikings. the pack of warriors began to make their way up a small dirt path that lead up the steep hill. as she looked off in the distance eerika could swear she saw some type of stone stronghold or castle but it was hard to tell through the thick fog. "max, tell me my eyes don't forsake me. do you see that structure as well?" she questioned, pointing into the directions.

ｐｒｉｍｒｏｓｅ ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ — ♚

xxxa forced smile appeared on primrose's cherry red lips. she couldn't even bear to look at landon because she knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. "and have you found any suitable bachelors, father avery?" the princess questioned. she already knew of two he might mention. they were sons of the kings from wessex and east anglia. she had heard tales of them before. the one from wessex was a drunk who had almost been disowned by his father and the one from east anglia was known to be violent to his servants. in primrose's mind they were both men she wanted to say far away from. "well, i suggested to your lord father prince aston of wessex or prince morton of east anglia but we've decided against them because of their... reputations," the bishop said, clearing his throat. suddenly, her lord father rose from her seat. "primrose it has been decided that you will be married to king irwin of mercia and that is finally," his said, his voice like a dagger into her heart. her heart dropped into her toes and she could feel her face become pale. "y-yes, father," she said before turning away and walking out of the great hall, trying to look as calm as she could mange.

xxxking irwin of mercia was a cruel man who had had at least six dead wives and probably twenty children by now. was this really what was wanted of her? to become the seventh in his never ending list of murdered or otherwise dead wives? hot tears ran down primrose's cheeks as she rushed out of the hallway, through courtyard, and clear out of the walls of the castle. hardly thinking of anything but wanting to be free from her father and father avery, the princess broke into a run towards the black hill to pray, tear still streaming down her cheeks.

[rogan]

ｍａｘｗｅｌｌ ｋａｎｇ ！

xxthe male allowed his smile to widen slightly at the woman's enthusiasm. though, the only way he could answer her question so honestly was for him to glanced down at his stomach, which had growled almost as a response, "lets just say i hope that these englishmen have good food that doesn't inhabit the ocean," he answered with a gentle chuckle following his words, and his smile had only widened on his lips slightly. eerika was rather... well, energized about this. he himself was rather glad that he would finally be able to get his sword a little dirty with blood a little more foreign than the usual, though his enthusiasm couldn't at all match the woman's. once the large pack of vikings had began to migrate up a dirt path, leading up a steep hill, maxwell was quick to follow, glancing over at eerika the moment she began to speak. with a pair of furrowed eyebrows, the viking's gaze shifted from the blue eyed girl, and upwards. lo and behold, a large stone structure stood tall atop the hill, hidden behind the thick fog. huffing out a quick sigh of slight disbelief, maxwell turned to glance at the woman once more, "your eyes do not deceive you, eerika. i do believe that is the palace that the royal family resides in." his eyes lifted towards the large stone building once more, head now cocked to the side. "i haven't heard much about the family, other than the original queen had been poisoned when the prince was only three." shrugging his shoulders, he turned his head away once more, looking at eerika.

ｌａｎｄｏｎ ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ ！

xxthe look on the younger bennett's face made landon's chest hurt, like a dagger was just stabbed into his heart. he pitied her. he had the so called "privilege" of meeting king irwin. he didn't have a better reputation than the other two did. indeed, prince aston and prince morton weren't at all better choices, but king irwin wasn't much better than either of them. it was still like throwing his youngest child into a dungeon cell and telling her to somehow find a way to survive on her own without any help. what hurt the prince even more, was the fact that he didn't at all have a say in it, not until he became king. and once he were to become king, he knew that it'd be far to late to change anything for the sake of his half-sister not having to marry off to some other, cruel ruler.

xxlandon's heart dropped as his sister left, the sound of the doors echoing into his ears. closing his eyes, he couldn't help but release the sigh that was trapped in his lungs. it's best for the country, for the people, though, the more he told himself this, the less he believed it. lifting his head and swallowing nervously, landon glanced at bishop avery and his father, blinking at them both. "i'll be going," he muttered, tucking his hands behind his back as he offered them both half of a bow, but had then departed from the room, jaw tight as he glanced at the two knights by the door, offering them nothing more than a huff. they knew what he wanted. one of them pointed down the hall, and landon nodded in a quick thanks before his hands fell to his sides, and his feet carried him down the hall in the direction his sister had presumably ran, clenching and unclenching his jaw.

[`sappho]

ｅｅｒｉｋａ ｆｏｒｓｂｅｒｇ — ⚔

xxx"well i know you don't favor fish, hopefully we can find you some land-food here," eerika said with a friendly snicker. she returned her attention the structure as they continued to walk. "they always build their royal houses and holy places with stone," she agreed with a nod. "then this is northumbria. a past voyage has been here and they found that most of the people were cowardly and would rather beg their god for safety then pick up a sword a face our army," she said with a huff. "we shall make quick work of this place and be on our way towards their capital city of london," she said in a hopeful voice. the hardest thing about this battle would be getting to the stronghold. they had no horses and their was no small river the ran beside the stone structure that they could use as a shortcut. the vikings would have to make their way their on foot, heavy shields and a backup axes strapped to them with thin but strong leather ropes. eerika kept her hand on her sword, ready for anything. there was already a sharp pang of adrenaline shooting through her veins. suddenly, the viking saw someone running towards them. she quick unsheathed her sword. "a saxon," she growled under her breath. as the person got closer she could see it was a girl with rather expensive looking clothes and a golden ring encircling her head. "she must be a royal," eerika said. she looked at the men, all of them glancing at one another, wondering if they should attack. "we won't attack yet, we can risk them knowing of us before we even get to their walls," one of the higher up warriors whispered to them. eerika nodded. "but should we take the girl now? surely we can keep her quiet," one asked with a smirk. "yes, let's take the girl," eerika said to them. it seemed everyone was in agreement. they would take the girl quietly and then attack the city.

ｐｒｉｍｒｏｓｅ ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ — ♚

xxxher running footsteps finally slowed to just a miserable stumble along the grass. she couldn't do this, not for the people, not for her king father, not even for the church. this was her life and she was suppose to be able to live freely, or at least that's what she had been taught, but she believed that less and less as she got older and her father's demands grew. they were all for the good of the kingdom or for her own good, or so he told her. she had tried to see his side, she had tried to do what her king wanted. how could this be her fate? was she really this low, just someone who could be thrown to the nearest lord for a horrible marriage? no, she wasn't convinced. this whole thing was just so her father didn't have to take care of her and so he could make, what, fifteen gold pieces? was her happiness and life only worth fifteen gold pieces? the few tears had turned to sobbing as she crumbled down onto the ground. primrose hadn't even the strength to make it to the black hill. the princess clutched onto her golden crucifix and as she wept, she prayed. she prayed that this would all go away, that she would just be swept away by some handsome knight. the thought of that made her smile just a bit. she started to hear footsteps behind her and guessed that landon must have followed after her. landon seemed to be the only person in her family that actually cared for her safety and happiness. one day he would be king and maybe when he became king he would invade mercia and kill her "husband". that was if she wasn't already dead by then.