Whispers
I never saw that huntsman again. My life continued as it had before. The first few days after the incident in town Ruth & Martin kept a close eye on me. They noticed that they didn't need to expect any danger from me so they left their guard slack again.
But whenever I went to town I could feel the eyes of the people on me. Even after I started to work for the smith. I mostly helped Martin & Ruth but whenever I had time I went to the smith.
At first he only sent me to fill up water buckets, get ore or to stoke the fire. Although he noticed how fascinated I watched him hammer ore into shape, he waited till the end of winter before he began to teach me how.
Picture Time by Rizuuki
Music Whispers by Danlsan
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I was helping Ingrid skin a deer. As always, silence was our closest companion.I wanted to bring up the topic of me going to leave, but I didn't know how. It seemed so... ungrateful to me, simply leaving, after all she'd done for me. After having learned so much about hunting & through that also about survival in the wild, out of towns or villages.
How can I ever repay her for what she has done? How? How?!
That thought was racing through my mind. Not just racing through, it was consuming it. All she'd keep from having me around are some sad memories; Hunting, Carrying game, Skinning animals & all while not uttering a single word.
In the back of my head I heard someone calling me. At first it was muffled, nearly unintelligible. Then it became clearer, and clearer; Bjorn... Bjorn? Bjorn?!
She grabbed me by the chin, pulled up my head and looked me in the eyes.
“No black eyes, phew, was beginning to worry”
“What? ...Oh no, no need to worry, I'm fine, it's me your talking to, Bjorn”
“Better be” she laughed shortly
Then we were silent again. It wasn't the first time we had done this. She had shown me how to skin animals. First started of with rabbits, the ones that were already hurt, where the pelt hadn't sold that good anyway. There was no need to talk, we both knew what to do.
Should I take this up now? Would I be disturbing her focus with it? How much does she have to focus on this? As much as me? She has far more experience, but still, this needs focus & speed.
“...Ingrid?”
“Hmmm?”
“...we ...I … ...forget it, we'll take it later, when I sorted my mind”
“Mhhmm...” she nodded slightly, keeping her eyes on the task “...sure” she looked up and smiled at me
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How could I've been so dumb not getting that. That also explains why there are nearly now plants in or directly by the pond.
That means the source of whatever danger, is directly inside the pond, or a bit further up the stream. I saw the fox drinking from the stream, and I drank the water myself even further up, it must be safe there.
I decided to go further up the stream again, hide and wait there. There weren't going to be any animals near here anytime soon, that I was sure of.
I'm unsure if you can hear this, and if you might still be ignoring it but... Thank you, probably saved my arse there
Î dïd zæt før mýssëlf, rrêtård
I didn't expect any other answer from IT so I didn't bother saying anything else.
After a while of walking upstream I found myself a new branch to sit on. The sun was already near the horizon and it began getting darker. I climbed the tree cautiously and sat myself on the branch. As usual it wasn't comfortable, but it was safe
...unless I'd fall down in my sleep.
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I woke up just after sunrise. Birds were chirping all around, the sun was behind me and I had some breakfast with me. I had left over some smaller pieces of the horse meat from my last meal. And even tho cold, they were still tasty.
Getting down from the tree was, just like getting up, not very difficult. I took a look around, to see if anyone or anything was nearby. Nothing.
“Lets see... plan for today... drench thirst, wash blood of my... the stuff I found... hmm... lets see how long that takes. After that maybe try to find my bow and arrows again. Sun will surely be down by that time.”
So I set out to follow that plan.
Went to the nearby beck and drank some water. As I wanted to begin washing of the blood from the stuff I found, I realized that I had no idea how to go about it. The water was shallow, the current was weak, so I decided to just put everything in the water. Except my pants. Then I ripped a piece of cloth out of my pants and used that for cleaning the stuff.
Getting the blood off the Flint & Iron was easy enough. Cleaning it off the whetstone wasn't difficult either. After that I cleaned the knife and the arrow quiver. Cleaning the bow was more difficult. The crust of dried blood came of easily enough, but below that some blood had drawn into the wood. It seemed like my scrubbing had no effect, no matter how long I tried to.
“Guess I'll have to hide that somehow... maybe with more blood on the bow”
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As I came out again, both arms stacked with raw meat A woman was inspecting the fire I had made Are you serious? No one for years but NOW someone comes by? As she looked up again she noticed me immediately
“Is that your fire?” She asked, eyeing me
“Yeah. Any problem with it?”
“Not really, was just curious who made the fire”
“What are you looking for out here?”
“That's my line”
She seemed rather defensive, from her looks she was a hunter Had a bow, arrows, knife and some sturdy leather boots Looked pretty professional from what I knew
“So, are you looking for anything out here? Or maybe just hunting for sport?”
She squinted at me “Yeah, right. Some half naked guy told me there'd be some creature around here, gave me some good money to take a look. He seemed drunk to me, no clothes and all. So I thought, why not? You seen this... creature?”
That guy really made it to a place where someone listened to him? Impressive.
“Might have, Any hints on what it looks like?”
“Guy was rather panicky, but he said something about nightmarish skin, claws and a horrible screech”
“He was drunken you said?”
“Probably”
“There's this hollow tree further in the forest, really creepy looking. Got 'arms' and has some red plant growing all over it. Can show it to ya if you feel like it”
She laughed “No need, I think”
Wow, that lie worked out far better than I imagined. Good I made this up in the time I was stuck here.
I allowed myself a short laugh too
“Any more problems then miss huntress?”
“Only one question; Any particular reason for being naked?” She chuckled
“Oh” I felt my face redden “Long story”
Picture MMMMeat by NadiavanderDonk
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From Past to Present
The rest of the evening went without any big happenings.
We ate soup & bread for dinner. It tasted great. And it was great to get something into my stomach again after those days without eating.
After dinner Martin went out and got some hay for me to sleep on.. It wasn't very soft but far better than hanging on a branch in the cold of the night.
Picture Night Swamp by JKRoots
Music From Past to Present by Jeremy Soule
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A Hard Teacher
Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.
Looking around I was kneeling in grass. No more trees around me. The hand was a man's. It was big and scarred, but it's touch gentle.
'Wha's wi' ye wee 'un?'
I tried to say something but I couldn't bring out a word. I began to cry.
'Noo Noo, na need te blart. Ye git a name?'
'...Bjorn' I said faintly
'So Bjorn, ye hungry?'
I nodded, wiping away my tears
'Folloo me then. Name is Martin by th' wey'
Picture Male Peasant by dashinvaine
Music A Hard Teacher by Hans Zimmer
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' 'tis 'im! Guards! Guards! Capture dis monster!' All people stopped up immediately, and all gazed upon wich the man was pointing.
Me.
Two guards came. Both with there sword drawn, but as they noticed there was no danger, they sheated them again. 'What's happenen eya?' One of the guards asked
'Dis fel -- tin' dare, it ate me game.'
'Coost be a bit mower specific? Yom a hunter, many people ate the mate yaouw bren. That is naaa crime'
'Naw. Yer don't git waaat oi say. Yer man ate me game. Oi 'ad jist shot it, den yer man 'oofed over ter it. As oi came ter 'imself an' asked waaat yer man wus doin' 'is bake wus al' deformed wi' razorsharp teet an' yer man 'ad claws.'
The guards looked at each other. They had to hold back their laughter 'Is that the same kind of story loike that 'un with the three-headed elk yaouw met?'
The man was baffled 'Naw! listen ter me-'
The guards nearly pissed themselves from laughing 'It's alrooight, we'll let yaouw get awoy with this unneeded call fer help since yaouw gave us a bostin loff.'
Picture Deer-ner is Served by Hjoldir-Hildwulf [EDITED]
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Horoathea Mass of Aegorath
I dreamt of the Attack again. The screams, the smell, it was all there. I just stood at the edge of the forest. Looking at the sea of flames. But still I heard the screams like I was standing right there. Smelled the burning flesh as if it was my own.
In the middle of it, were the screams of my mother. Those screams filled with pain & agony. Although they were mixed with all those other screaming people, you could hear her pain clearly.
I wanted to run into the forest, to make it stop, but I couldn't move. I was frozen in place. And then I saw a light moving away from the village. Towards me. As it came closer I saw who it was. It was that guy who set my mother on fire. He grinned at me from a distance & shouted 'All Hail the King!'
Picture Inner Flames by JudgePikachu [EDITED]
Music Horoathea Mass of Aegorath by Halgrath
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There was no way for me of coming out of this, so the only thing I really could do was stretch out my arms as good as possible to break my fall with them, instead of doing that with my head.
I fell to the ground, felt several sharp stones pierce my chest and stomach. Although my whole body was in pain I turned on my back a few moments after I had landed.
Almost immediately I felt a pain in my leg, only as my leg began moving on it's own I noticed it was the hound who bit me. I kicked him with my other foot, more out of escape-reflex than actually thinking I had a chance to skill escape.
Before I manage to kick another time the rider was standing besides me, calling back the dog and getting of his horse. He gave the dog a short pat on the head and then focused on me.
“An' you are?” he asked in a quite arrogant tone
“Me? I am myself, and your prey too, I guess” I paused, catching my breath “An' you?” I mockingly imitated his tone
“Hold your tongue, peasant, I am Bhaltair, son of Eoghan, count of these lands, including this forest. I will not ask again, Who are you?” he began sounding a bit aggressive, but still with this noble & arrogant tone
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Morrowind Soundtrack
First the other hand, then my feet, head after that, then legs & arms and in the end my whole torso
that was the first time I actually looked into the pond again and didn't just drink from it
I had longer hair than ever before was quite a bit taller and naturally I had aged a bit even gotten a few stubbles I had 'gained' a few scars all over my body too
But I didn't stop there, didn't walk back home I had to learn to control this turning to the best I could
Transforming my whole body took a few winters & since I was sure this wouldn't be the last time I had to do it I had to drastically improve that time
It took a bit longer than another two winters nearly reached the third but in the end I was able to turn within a few days and although it took far less energy now I still felt like I could eat an elk afterwards
Picture cave by pilot-whale
Music Morrowind Soundtrack by Jeremy Soule
Note from the Author
I know I'm a lil late but, Happy 2k16 to everybody ^^
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I'm a guy from Norway, 96 model. But enough about me, on this blog you'll mostly find stuff about Bjorn. Maybe I'll add a few short stories of other characters too after a while but for now it's Bjorn.
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