Asbjorn Raven Feb 9, 2019 22:55:21 GMT
Post by asbjornraven on Feb 9, 2019 22:55:21 GMT
Born in the small fishing village of Fjaora on the coast of Norway in 932AD, Asbjorn was groomed from a young age to one day fill his fathers boots, he was trained with the best warriors of the village and his Mother and Father would tutor him in the wily ways of politics by the fire in their longhouse in the evenings, these things though important to the young mans future did not concern Asbjorn, his mind was set to adventure, the tales of the great explorers and adventurers of his people filled his mind at all times so when a mysterious man approached him one day and told him tales of a cave where the bravest warriors had mysteriously vanished and was filled with treasures fit for the Gods, his curiosity was piqued and he quickly convinced the man to reveal the location of this cave. It was a long trek over the frozen lands of his home to the location of the cave but he finally arrived, an eerie silence fell over the maw of the cave, striking a flint he lit a torch and cautiously began to explore, the whole area felt unnaturally cold, trickles of water ran down the walls and at times seemed to stop and run back up, Asbjorn shrugged this off as a trick of the light as he ventured further in, ready to face some giant creature but instead met with an endless silence, he eventually came to a cavern, a small shaft of light pierced through the ceiling shining brightly down onto a tall mirror, Abjorn had never seen such a thing and approached slowly, suddenlt jumping back as he caught his reflection, he stretched out an arm to touch the strange object, as his finger touched the glass of the mirror he felt his body tingle a little, then suddenly a bright flash of light and followed by an almighty noise then unconsciousness. Asbjorn sat up groggily rubbing his head as his memory slowly started to return he reached for his axe and jumped up quickly, where was he? what was this place? he was sat in the middle of a field, green grass all around him and the sound of bird song in the air, he sheathed his axe and through squinting eyes spotted a large stone structure in the distance, dusting himself down he set off towards the structure, his adventure was about to begin.