Björn where innocence is burned in flames
Björn has known for some time that a war is brewing, it filters into his mind at every opportune moment. It was after-all Warsaw and his conversation in the Inlet that is the spark that will ignite the whole Isles in an inferno. His glacial blue eyes slide from one man to the next, each of them different but all eerily the same. He starts with Warsaw, the gray hardened King of the North, who has brought all of them together. Next he finds his gaze lingering on Cullen, the lagoon boss, this was their first introduction. Yet, he wonders if they haven't met or maybe he has even met his father in his recent visits to the Isles. Finally, his eyes settles on Rougaru, his neighbor and father of beloved Nya.
As Warsaw speaks his eyes slide back to Warsaw as he explains why his declaration of war is necessary. Björn nods his thick head and listens quietly contemplating Warsaw's word. Warsaw and him had spoke briefly in the Inlet about how he felt about the mare led herds. It was unnatural, and Warsaw wants to show them just how against disgusting it is. "It is hard for a mare to protect her herd and her land when she is heavy with foal," he says with confidence in his voice, he pauses before continuing. "We will show them how they should leave the protecting and leading to us men. I will prove such a point to the Queen of the Dunes, she will be heavy with my foal when the time of War comes," he says with a gruff voice. His glacial eyes shift from man to man wondering what their reaction will be.
His thoughts for a second linger on his sister Lagertha, she had always went to battle with the men. But never when she was heavy with foal. The women of the Norðurland were harsher and colder than those of the Isles. Björn nods as Rougaru speaks of Nya, a smirk touches his lips as the thought of Roug's fiesty daughter. She is indeed a handful.
As Warsaw continues to speak, he mentions to not bring along anyone you don't want to lose. Björn's glacial eyes cloud with concern, he has yet to figure out who will be joining the War.
Translation:
Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh - Dögun x Freya
Bera Konung of the Ridge |