Ogtuk-Luk - Loyal Protector

[ryansommer]

"Let the gods be with our Shaman, for she is alone now." Ogtuk-luk says, with his head bowed. He knees by the side of the body and rests his hand on hers: "May your journey be safe." he mutters quietly.

[DSIGFUSS]

After Thorrin recovers from the shock of awakening from the spirit world so suddenly he puts a hand on Unulaq's shoulder. He grabs one of the sticks from the fire and scribes a strange looking symbol on the floor of the Shaman's hut.



He points to the symbol and says "NOD"

He then begins to sing. Ogtuk-luk had never heard ther bard sing before and is surprised at how beautiful the Viking bard's voice is.

Et åttende som jeg vet : hvilken kunner kan synge for deres weal hvis de lærer det godt ; hvor hat skal voks
‹midtkrigerne sønnene, kan berolige jeg det snart med den sangen.

Of course, it is gibberish to Unulaq and Ogtuk-luk but the look in Thorrin's eyes says that Thorrin hopes desperately Unulaq understands.

ooc- Unulaq can see the symbol glow.

[ryansommer]

Ogtuk-luk watches and listens with awe

[ImpInTraining]

Unalaq, still quite clueless at the Norse tongue, listened intently for clues as to what he was implying and took an instinctive step back once the mark started glowing. "It glows like of the sun." He took a step closer and held his hand out toward the mark to see if it gave off any heat.

ooc,I have no clue what he's trying to tell me. Should I roll an idea check?

[DSIGFUSS]

OOC- He is speaking Norse so it is difficult to say. No need for the idea check. Thorrin continues.

Thorrin senses Unulaq's frustration so he slows his song down.

Et åttende som jeg vet :

Thorrin repeats the words again and gestures to Unulaq again with his hands, struggling for the translation until he remembers..

Sing?

Et åttende som jeg vet :

ooc- If you still have no ideas please make an idea check.

[ImpInTraining]

Unalaq felt a little embarrassed to sing this strange language in front of Ogtuk-Luk, but he knew it was probably necessary else Thorin wouldn't request it. He nodded and joined in. He sang slowly, mimicing the words as best as e could. It was a bit more difficult than the other song.

"Et åttende som jeg vet : hvilken kunner kan synge for deres weal hvis de lærer det godt ; hvor hat skal voks
‹midtkrigerne sønnene, kan berolige jeg det snart med den sangen."

[DSIGFUSS]

As Thorrin finishes coaching Unulaq through the Viking verse, The rune flashes strange light once again. A peculiar calm washes over both Thorrin and Ogtuk-luk. Where Ogtuk-luk may have seemed anxious and aggressive towards whatever forces were threatening Yuralria in the spirit world, he now felt calm. Where Thorrin may have seemed excitable, he now felt calm.

Thorrin smiled and slowly nodded his head.

Good Unulaq! Good!

ooc – Sanity check Unulaq please.

ooc – Sanity check Ogtuk-luk please.

[ryansommer]

After all that has happened today; the quite of his normal life shattered, Ogtuk-luk cannot take mush more. His mind races as he witness the magic infront of him.

[ImpInTraining]

Sanity Check,[url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2316625/]Sanity (53%) (1d100=4)[/url] - that's less than 10%... is that a crit? Don't I get something for that? Maybe a spikey orange haired troll doll for my Bingo game?

Unalaq was becoming quite accepting to all the magic having been flung about these past hours. He has always held the Shamans' in high regard, and always wondered what it was like to delve in these spiritual ways. Now he got his chance, and he was beginning to like it.

[ImpInTraining]

Unalaq looked shaken a bit after the song. Not frightened, but as if he'd been out of place for a moment and was just regaining his bearings.

[DSIGFUSS]

Thorrin is delighted with Unulaq's performance or at least the wide grin on his face says so. He pats the Dorset hunter on the back.

The calming effect on Ogtuk-luk last for only a moment but the experience leaves him noticeably bewildered.

Then Yuralria stirs in her spirit world induced slumber.

Tornuaq! No! Please! Swim!

[ImpInTraining]

"Tornuaq?!" Unalaq repeats snapping out of his stupor for the moment as he approaches Yuralria. "How could he have found his way there? I thought he was going after the dagger." He looks toward Ogtuk-Luk and then back again. "I wish there were some way we could get back there, but I fear she has gone somewhere where we would not have access."

Absently, he looks down at his chest to see if the black marks remain. "We cannot afford to awaken her just yet if there is a chance she can safe Tornuaq from his fate."

[DSIGFUSS]

The Black scar on Unulaq's chest shifts ever so slightly. All around it's perimeter, tiny, black worms, nearly invisible to the naked eye, wriggle in and out of Unulaq's skin. Unulaq can barely feel the mark's presence.

ooc- Unulaq see pm.

ooc - Ogtuk-luk - roll spot hidden

[ryansommer]

Ogtuk-luk is too worried about Yuralria to notice anything.

[ImpInTraining]

With a sudden gasp, Unalaq takes a step back from Yuralria and puts his hands up in the air. His skin has lost a shade of color as he looks at Thorrin questioningly.

[DSIGFUSS]

Thorrin returns the concerned look. His ears suddenly perk up, however as everyone in the room hears the muffled sounds of a man shouting in Norse from somewhere in the village.

[ryansommer]

"Who could that be?!" Ogtuk-luk says.

[ImpInTraining]

Unalaq's eyes narrowed and he feared that the village had fallen under attack by the Norse. He walked over and grabbed up his spear saying "I will find out. Watch over your charge. I'll let you know if there is anything to be concerned over." He found some skin jackets and put them over Thorrin, pulling the hood up to cover the man's blonde hair. Then Unalaq waved Thorrin along, "Come," he said simply.

[ryansommer]

"Very well. Be safe" Ogtuk-luk said. "I shall stay here to protect our Shaman." Ogtuk-luk laid his spear next to the prone form of the Shaman, and readied his bow. He knelt next to the Shaman and trained his bow on the door of the hut.

[DSIGFUSS]

With fires being kept to a minimum, the North air was errily still in the Dorset village.

Unulaq and Thorrin could both hear a deep Viking voice call out once more.

Thorrin looked questioningly at Unulaq, obviously frustrated he could not translate what was being said. He motioned something about a beard and then hurried through the village. The Viking voice was coming from the Elder's Hut.

ooc- Ogtuk-luk spot hidden