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[2014-01-24 04:21:09 +0000 UTC]
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# Statistics
Favourites: 34; Deviations: 22; Watchers: 129
Watching: 111; Pageviews: 6656; Comments Made: 1146; Friends: 111
# Interests
Tools of the Trade: Axes swords, shield and whatnot~Other Interests: WOMEN, FIGHT, DRINK, STEALING, TRADING, RAIDING
# About me
ErikHe was born in around 1500 B.C. in Bronze age. Erik has brother, Germania and he sometimes doesn't much getting along with his brother. They both sometimes fought at each other like siblings do. But when he heard about Rome from his brother, he doesn't much like Rome. After Iron age, he has four little nations, Sweden, Denmark, Norway and Norway's little brother, Iceland. He was bit lousy at father but he tried his best to take care of his children. Of course he loves his children. He has interest in stealing, raiding, trading, fighting and of course make love with women.
History raiding:
Danmark's vikings came to the first raiding England and attacked the villege. Also they were raiding France.
In around 18th century, Icelandic vikings discovered a new world, Vinland (aka Canada) and they tried to make settlements in Vinland but they were being killed off by natives or disaster storms. They left Vinland and never return again.
Personalitly:
He was confident and brave viking man. He is a strong pagan who believes in Odin, Thor and the rest of Norse gods. He was not fear of death and he was very tough warrior just like his brother Germania. He strongly dislike Christian people. He loves to travel around and have lot of interest adventure.
Language: Old Norse
Religion: Old norse pagan
Death: After Viking age in around late 11th Century
# Comments
Comments: 519
"Far far,"
"Far Far I can't find my Thor's hammer,"
//sad Oslo face
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Hmm? Where did ya lose it? **frowns andΒ tilts his head**Β
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"Ousside," /:c
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"Hei! How are you?~" He grinned.Β
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"I'm well, how are you?" She smiled back at him.
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"You really need to get a haircut. Long hair is not in style anymore, Erik!"
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"But I would look like I'm less warrior. What's wrong with that? I was born to be proud of viking."Β
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"Yes but you need to take better care of it. Just cutting the ends will make it more lively." He huffs. "At least put it in a bun so your enemies don't grab your hair while fighting you."
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"Of course I can wear either bun or ponytail. Been there and done that." He said. "Now enough about my hair. How are you doing kid?~" He grinned.Β
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"I've been doing alright, been a bit busy." He pauses, feeling a bit awkward thanks to his lack of 'people skills'. "My people got a new president in the beginning of August, and they seem to like him."Β
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"New President? Nice. I heard your teams had thunderous clap and I can able hear them well and so proud of you boys for playing football good so far." He really like how his team made strong clap for viking call and the gods.
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Emil smiled and rubs the back of his head. "Aaa, thank you. I'm rather proud of my people. Both female and male football teams are doing really well, and so are the other sport teams."
He clears his head, not able to stop smiling. "Too bad I'm too small to be properly noticed, but the Euro games did help a lot."
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Hii sup? lol long times no talk!))
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((Indeed... too long))
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((Ja so what's up? Want to rp? ))
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((I'm tired and on low muse, but I really do want to rp with you! maybe with my isle of man OC...))
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((Sure XD Hmm setting and place? ))
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Man was conquered by the Vikings, they plundered the place, but made the kingdom of the islands and put the manx gouvernment in place... so perhaps just after the plunderings?))
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( aegir and i are gonna hit it up in the chatroom, join us there so we can rp again, ja? )
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Hey sorry i was at friends house for sleepover ))
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( oh, did you have fun? )
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( Oi! I shall leave this here.
sxomi
iundar
f-antastisk
Ohh and a few more.
sweet-hxart
Aye-Mate
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((Oh holy XD so many! Wow! ))
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[ ;o Oh man I remember rping with you a long time ago on one of my first accounts!
I don't think you remember me much but it's really nice to see that you're still here ]
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Yes I think I remember you...Ase one right? Yes XD I never lose my muse for long time hahaha ))
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[ ahh I don't either but I keep moving accounts xD ]
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XD *holds you* Stay! Don't more move XD ))
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((Heeey supp? ))Β
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((Nothing much, sick at the moment but that isn't anything new xD How are you? Its been a while since we have talked))
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((Aw try get better as soon as possible! I'm doing good and just exciting for ski trip on tomorrow :3 and volunteer interview on sun =w=; so much busy )
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((Thank you dear! Ski trip, that sounds exciting, are you going with anyone? I wish you luck with the interview! Don't tire yourself out too much <3))
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((WBBB <3 ))
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((Same to you, so it seems 
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((Ja XD haha how are you doing? ))
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((aside from some suddenΒ tonsillitis, yeah I think I am well))
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"You look like someone that I use to know.Who are you?"
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An viking man stared at the dane with frown look. "What are you talking about, son? I'm your father, Erik."Β
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"Hahaha! Nice one old man you made me laugh. But really my old man is a king not some old fart farmer."
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Erik glared at him, "Oh really? Who's the old man?" He was tempt to grab the Dane's collar but he just kept talking on, "I might be an farmer but I'm actually an warrior!"Β
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" I don't know yet. I can't seem to find him, but I will find him eventually for I am in no hurry." The boy turned letting a yawn pass though his lips. " You got the stench of a warrior that's for sure. Do yourself a favor and go jump in a pond."
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"Ooh you better watch your mouth, kid because you will soon have no idea about how your father feels about that." He said with firm warning tone. "Listen, I have 4 kids who are part of viking warriors exactly like you. I'm sure you'll find your own father!"Β
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Dangerous winds rolled into the Viking village that morning, but the surroundings were still in the peace of the morning dusk. The young boy known as Sigve stepped out of the long house were him and his farther stayed. His older brothers were away with training, which just left him and Erick to occupy; the house that was all too quiet without the other two Vikings. The young Norwegian didnβt mind all that much this morning though, the quietness was nice, and the crisp air refreshing. He was in his late teenage years, still young but experienced in fighting and knowing what to do against an enemy. He wasnβt afraid to fight for his village. Heading towards the cliffs, Sigve looked out over the waters, glad that he wasnβt too late to catch the first glimpse of sunrise. As the sun raised, he felt the warmth of its light, but that also shone light on what was heading their way. Enemy ships, Vikings from a rival village already heading up cliff towards his village. As slight fear set in, his instincts and reactions were not dulled as he headed back towards his home, pushing through bushes and jumping the stone wall that marked the village boarder.
βEnemy raid!β He shouted, as loud and clear as his voice aloud him, running back through the still quiet village. He ran inside, stopping as he grabbed his sword and shield.
βFar, wake up!β He called out again, already hearing the others outside causing quiet a commotion as they hurried to get ready for the enemies that had already made their way to the open boarder of the village.Β
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Erik groaned and muttered as he slowly opened his eyes, "What is it, Sigve? It's already early...what's the matter, son?" He lazily sit up a bit and rubbed his shirt beard to clean from saliva from edge of his mouth. "And what was all noise?" He said with opened his eyes widely. Β
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Sigve looked at Erik with a serious face. "We are under enemy attack, they are out there now, its an ambush." He threw his farther's sword over to him before running to the door. They had no time to prepare, why did the village on the over side of the forest decide to come attack now? They had been at peace for months now with no sign of battle, but this wasn't a time to ask questions, they could do that later when everyone was safe.Β
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Erik's eyes widden enough and shocked in disbelief, "We are under attack?!" He caught the sword. "Tch, we're not ready for this but we have no choice!" He grabbed his shield and ran out of this house. How dare they attack without knowing?! He was running through viking farmers/villagers scrabbling around and screaming. "Move! Get your wives and kids out damn it!" He slashed his sword at other enemy's sword with clashing sound. "You bastard! Attacking us for no reasons?! Raiding our home? Not if we'll kill ya first!" He finally shanked his sword at the man's chest, watching man screamed and collapsed on the ground. "Are you alright, Sigve?!" He called out while he was busying fought against enemy raider.Β
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Sigve nodded at his farther before letting him rush past him, he ran straight after Erik into the battle that was unfortunately unexpected. He rushed towards one of the enemies, slashing them across the face with his sword before he got a chance to harm one of the kids, making sure the small girl got to her mother before continuing to attack. The enemies were in many numbers, more than what they had, who the hell did they think they were? Sigve's sword clashed with a larger man's, gritting his teeth as he held him off. "I'm fine! Concentrate on yourself far!" He called back, kicking the larger man in the stomach to send him back. If only his brothers were here, he would have been more at ease knowing that their strength was with them.Β
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