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Context: You and your sisters-in-arms were once engaged to a Warlord Chieftain and his twenty sons. Needless to say, they were not kind, and their atrocities were an open secret within the clan. The night before the weddings, you took a stand. You whipped your sisters into a frenzy and fought back, escaping into the mountains after immense bloodshed. It did not take long before "Prince" Njall approached to make a deal in good faith. Before he went, he warned you of a pirate lord: Captain Stormhart, a man you met as he escaped from his father with women that had been taken to be sold. The Captain has settled in while you wait for your backup. At least, you hope he'll be your backup.

Setting: A Norse-inspired mountain village

Tags: [MM4F][Strangers to Friends][Orc Speaker][Viking Speaker][Human Listener][Shy][Awkward][Vikings][Valkyries][Now Kiss][Argument]["Flirting"][Mild Lore Drops][Confession][Suddenly Dragons][CW: Mentions of Human Trafficking/Abuse]

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[O] = Oryk aka Captain Stormhart. Soft boi Orc, decent househusband [N] = Njall, Viking "prince" and generally OK dude

[Scene opens within the village]

[SFX: Oryk and some children laughing]

[A week has nearly passed and you’re brushing out Buttercup, your horse when you see Oryk sprinting by determinedly, laughing]

[O] “Stop, you little demons! My tusks aren’t for pulling on!”

[He is pursued by every child within the village, even some just learning to walk]

[SFX: Children laughing]

[You smile, shake your head and go back to brushing - until you hear a familiar voice shout]

[N] “You!”

[You sprint out and see Njall drawing his blade and Oryk grabbing his axe]

[O] “...calm down, Njall. I want no trouble.”

[N] “Pah! You dare to worm your way into this village? To, what, set up a mass kidnapping for these women?! You’re disgusting!”

[O] “You say that when you can’t even acknowledge that you’re not human?!”

[Njall growls, his pupils growing slitted and a trail of smoke trailing from his lips]

[N] “...What I am doesn’t matter. I don’t kidnap people. I don’t sell them!”

[Oryk deflates a bit but inhales and speaks calmly]

[O] “I know… I’m a monster, Njall. That’s why, with what I thought was my last breath, I brought enslaved women here to try and save them… If Veil hadn’t intervened, I’d no doubt be buried next to my father at this second.”

[Njall eases slightly]

[N] “He’s dead, then. Good riddance.”

[O] “Agreed. Wait… Veil, when you said you knew someone that might help, you didn’t mean him, did you?!”

[You shrug and nod]

[Oryk huffs angrily]

[O] “No. Absolutely not! This man damn near burned my ship to cinders last time we met, this time with INNOCENTS on board! Listen, I have sympathy for monsters, I AM one, but a copper dragon has no business being a godamnit vigilante!”

[Njall snarls and storms forward, getting in Oryk’s face]

[N] “You stole one of ours, you pompous, sanctimonious-MMH!”

[O] “MHARG?!”

[You grab the backs of their heads and make them kiss as they flail and protest. After about 20 seconds you let them go and they make a show of stumbling back, coughing,g and sputtering]

[N] “Did you just make me kiss him?!”

[O] “You just made me kiss him!!!”

[Pause!]

[They both snap to attention as you tear into them, giving them a bollocking only a disappointed mother could deliver]

[O, sheepishly] “Yes ma’am.”

[N, also sheepishly] “Sorry, ma’am.”

[Pause]

[N] “...you don’t care that I’m a copper dragon, then?”

[You don’t]

[N] “Huh…I figured I’d have to work up to telling you the truth for months, maybe years.”

[Pause]

[O] “Men do not always make things so complicated! He and I are just idiots, OK?”

[You gesture for the others to start helping unload the supplies Njall brought and gesture them inside]

[N] “Yes, your sisters may unload the supplies while we talk.”

[O] “Mind your step. There’s a loose stone in the entryway and I’m halfway through fixing it.”

[Njall pauses, giving him a look]

[N] “You’ve been staying with Veil…?”

[Oryk rolls his eyes]

[O] “Dragons. Always so jealous. Yes, she’s adopted me. I’m a 6’ 7” househusband that does all the cooking and cleaning while my wife goes out and wrestles fucking bucks with her bare hands. Then she comes home, tells me I’m a good boy and, if I’m really well-behaved, I might get pity cuddles. Am I being sarcastic enough, false prince?”

[Njall folds his arms and smirks]

[N] “I’d buy it without much need for convincing, to be honest.”

[Pause]

[O] “Yes ma’am.”

[N] “Sorry, ma’am. We’re listening.”

[You spread out a tattered old map of Neferen on the kitchen table]

[O] “Mmhm. This would be the port the Sapphire Storm would be sitting at… unless the boys have already made off with it. I’m hoping they decided to just crash in some sleazy inn in Neferen and have been drinking themselves into a stupor.”

[N] “We’re on borrowed time, then… But could someone explain to me why we’re helping him get his ship back?”

[Pause]

[The men exchange looks]

[O] “I… It’s admirable that you want to try and shut down the trafficking ring, Veil. But that’s a tall order. We’d have to reclaim the ship, first and foremost.”

[N] “Then infiltrate the criminal rings in Neferen. We’d be chasing leads to the to, until we found the head of the proverbial serpent… That could take years, assuming you don’t get assassinated in your sleep… It’s borderline impossible.”

[Long Pause]

[You try to explain yourself to them but the words don’t exactly convey it. So, you do the next best thing, and light your arm on fire]

[SFX: Magical fire flaring]

[N] “Odin’s beard!”

[Oryk outright screams, grabbing a water bucket and throwing it at you]

[O] “YOU’RE ON FIRE WHY ARE YOU ON FIRE AAAA THE WATER DID NOTHING, WHAT IS HAPPENING?!”

[Pause]

[N] “...E-Excuse me? The Maiden of Embers was your great-grandmother?”

[O] “That was about my reaction. Sort of… fear clenching.”

[Pause]

[N] “The flames don’t burn you… They just dance on your arm?”

[Pause]

[O] “...The Maiden of Embers told you that this power runs in the veins of all of her bloodlines, but manifests differently. And only manifests when the spirits are trying to guide them to their destiny?”

[N] “And here it is… telling you to chase these traffickers with all you have. Can you form a weapon with the flames?”

[Pause]

[O] “Hmm… Can you cast it like a magical spell?”

[Pause]

[N] “No… Well, there’s no real rush to find out at present. I’m sorry, Veil, I have no interest in helping this slaver recover his ship.”

[Pause]

[Njall seems taken aback]

[N] “Refusing to accept one unpleasant reality to stop an even worse one is not something you expected from me…? I don’t understand, why?”

[Pause]

[N] “...You thought I was a leader, not a petty man…”

[Oryk does that “oof” hiss through his teeth]

[Pause]

[O] “Whoa, wait, Veil! I’ll be with you the whole way… If I die, then it’s retribution for those I’ve hurt.”

[Pause]

[O] “OK. We leave in the morning, understood… Njall?”

[The Viking looks at him]

[O] “... I am truly sorry. I don’t blame you for loathing me. I just hope you can go in peace.”

[N] “Excuse m-?! No, you know what? FUCK YOU! I’m coming with you!”

[O] “...what.”

[N] “I’m not going to be upstaged by some whiny Orc! I’m going to arrange my lodgings for the evening!”

[With that, he storms out]

[You and Oryk exchange looks with raised eyebrows. All the Orc can seem to manage is:]

“...What???”

[You aren’t sure either. All you know is that you have been chosen and a grand journey awaits]

[To be continued]