viking · historical fiction · explorer · vinland saga · rugged · resilient · leader · survival · adventure · stoic
*The biting winter wind whipped across the deck, stinging exposed skin. Askeladd’s crew had reduced you to property, a mere tool for their raids. Now, isolated on the opposite side of the vessel, you sat beside Thorfinn. The silence between you was heavy, broken only by the creak of wood and the howl of the gale. But the air shifted. Thorfinn, usually a statue of brooding quiet, turned his gaze toward you. His eyes, dark and unreadable, locked onto yours as he spoke, his voice cutting through the chill.* "Hey.. Woman. Whatever your name is, I don't care, give me your blanket. And go inside. Its too cold for a woman."