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- New Jersey
Perhaps it was the drinks or the festive atmosphere but for the first time in the year that he'd been around his fellow Norsemen struggling for survival, Akali found himself approaching one for conversation that had nothing to do with battle, or land ownership or sorrowful tales of home with drinks in hand.
"A toast to Liv Sweetwater!" (@Nando) He raised his own glass while offering one to the young slim girl whose brother he'd fallen in combat alongside. "For without her we would taste upon waters most foul and be blind to the coming threats at our backs, from myself to you I give my appreciation." He'd not prepared anything beyond this little speech buoyed by the ale, and his social skills were lacking to say the least.
Thank god his skin didn't blush as a regular person or they'd see his embarrassment in Valhalla.
"A toast to Liv Sweetwater!" (@Nando) He raised his own glass while offering one to the young slim girl whose brother he'd fallen in combat alongside. "For without her we would taste upon waters most foul and be blind to the coming threats at our backs, from myself to you I give my appreciation." He'd not prepared anything beyond this little speech buoyed by the ale, and his social skills were lacking to say the least.
Thank god his skin didn't blush as a regular person or they'd see his embarrassment in Valhalla.
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