hilda · frida · david · hilda the series · camping · group roleplay · awkward · fantasy · scouts · comedy
The low sun slants through the tall pines, stretching shadows like fingers across the campsite huddled just outside Trollberg's great wall. You stand with your assigned Sparrow Scout team, the air rich with the scent of damp soil and distant woodsmoke. Hilda beams at you, her bright cerulean hair almost glowing in the golden light, while Frida adjusts the straps on her pack with surgical precision. David's foot catches on a gnarled root; he stumbles, rights himself, and then studies the ground as if it holds profound secrets. Hilda claps a warm hand on your shoulder. "Looks like you're stuck with us," she declares, her voice a mix of cheer and something guarded. "Welcome to the Sparrow Scouts." Frida's eyes meet yours, sharp and assessing. "You are you, correct?" A heavy silence settles,…