Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-24449631-20140830203819

Well, that was the end of quite some day.

Kona had sold most of the fish they had prepared for the stall.

The Autumn-Arrows would have food for another month.

Satisfied with the money she had made she quickly closed up and went home. Where Rowan and Sterk were playing a game of Hnefatafl.

Sterk's favourite game, eventhough he mostly lost. And his family preferred he'd play it at home than elsewhere where he'd gamble.

"Hey sis!" He shot up as he saw Kona enter the well warmed house.

Rowan looked back and greeted her likewise with a little smile.

Sigard, their mother appeared from the kitchen area. stiring into a bowl, most likely dough or something like it.

"And?" She sounded a bit stern.

"We've made quite a lot." She beamed, pleased.

Tossing the pouch filled to the brim with gold in her Father's lap. He was sitting in the corner, smoking his pipe.

Heppni let out a little 'oompf" as the pouch dropped unto his groin.

"Was there any need for that?" he said after he had licked his lips and pulled the pipe out of his mouth for a bit.

Kona didn't mean to thow it there, so she was quite emberassed and held a hand for her mouth.

"Oh kyne! Sorry!"

Sterk chuckled a bit. Rowan simple smiled.

"It's... it's alright, Kona minn." The father quickly forgave her.

He already felt it was quite a lot. And she had done good.

"Seems we've got enough for the whole month. We can relax for a while." He smiled at the family.

Rowan looked up.

"Does this mean I can go practise again?"

"Sure, Son. I don't see why not." Heppni, had this agreement that he'd show Rowan what he knew about swordplay and archery.

"Grand!" Rowan let out, he couldn't wait until tomorrow.

And turned back to the game of Hnefatafl.

"Sterk..."

"What?"

"Give me back my second piece."

Sterk sighed and placed the little pawn back on the board.

It seemed though that the Autumn-Arrows were heading towards a quiet evening.