Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140616200842/@comment-5583506-20140707145753

(Eeeh... alright... The worst of the Cave-Bear clan are all dead? And poor, silly me who in my vanity had plans for them. But whatever floats your boat... I guess... :

Valkyrie felt her emotions being torned asunder in separate directions. She was glad to see Sturkas and Kettil dead, but on the other hand there was a slight problem. It wasn't her blade that had killed them.

''It should have been me! It should have been me! The bastards butchered my entire family and now I am unable to avenge them?! Damn you, gods! Damn you for doing this to me!''

She almost couldn't care less what happened to Armstark. It was all over. Sturkas, the head of the clan was dead and Frostbite was as clean and pure as a winter's morning and not coated in his blood. She had indeed been disgraced...

But she swung down from her position and shoved the tip of Frostbite through the back of the skull on the eldest son. Armstark fell dead to ground without having a clue of what had killed him.