Chapter 3 : Eskimos : Warming Up : Tornuaq and Qannaq.

[Andrew]

Tornuaq runs up to the boy, "That was really great shooting! Whoever taught you to use a bow must have been a great hunter." Once he's at the village, Tornuaq looks around and then asks the boy in a lower tone, "Say, what's your name? Have you seen anyone else that's... well... alive?" A lump rose in his throat and he fought hard to settle it. Whoever was left had to come with him and Qannaq to meet with the chiefs, elders and most importantly Yuralria.

Tornuaq sighed as their brief encounter in Unulaq's tent flashed before his eyes. Somehow he was going to marry her and he was going to do it with the blessings of the elders, chiefs and even Sedna herself!

[DSIGFUSS]

Tornuaq sees the ground is littered with dead Thule villagers. The Vikings were not picky either. Men, women and children of all ages lie frozen in the snow. Some of the corpses are burned and hacked apart most savagely. It is truely a gruesome sight... If the Vikings were to come across his own people...

ooc- Sanity check 1/1d6

As the Thule boy gets closer, Tornuaq notices he has a symbol of some sort carved onto his forehead. It still drips blood. The boy... seemingly uneffected by the gore or still in shock, answers Tornuaq.

"My name is Torngasak, and I am the son of a Thule. What can you tell me about these Norsemen you were fighting?"

[Andrew]

OOC: Failed by 4 lost 1 point anyway.

"My name is Tornuaq and that over there is Qannaq. As for those Norseman, besides that they rode from your village to attack Qannaq and I, I can't tell you anything about them. However we need to go. Our shaman is leading my people to the river for a ceremony in which she will speak to Sedna. You must come along and tell them the story of your people." Tornuaq stated trying to avoid looking at the sight before him.

[Ignatius00]

The boy nods, eager to be with more of his kind.

"Just tell me when it is time to spill more Norse blood."

[Andrew]

Tornuaq nodded and turned his back on the village, "We will have to be swift, you can either ride with Qannaq or I, Qannaq however is the more experienced of the two of us." With that said, Tornuaq ran across the river and quickly rifled through the Norseman's body to see if there was anything of value. He picked up the axe and shoved it through his belt loop. Once he grabbed all that was there he jumped on his sled and took off for the ceremony.

[Andrew]

OOC: Don't forget about Tornuaq! He wants to see his friends and well... you know who else.

[DSIGFUSS]

ooc - Very soon....

The Dorset Hunters pack their things.

The Vikings had many curious items attached to their riding harnasses.

In a pouch Tornuaq found several metal bars with faces and runes inscribed on them. None of them like the rune the young Thule boy had carved in his forehead, but runes nonetheless.

Tornuaq found several long metal knives with scabbards. Two shiny shirts of lesser quality and far more bulk than the one Tornuaq saw on Thorrin.

Each of the Vikings had an Axe but one had slid into the river. Another of the two had a small one handed sword, thinner than the Viking broadsword that Tornuaq had taken from his last victim.

Each of the Vikings also wore alot of shiny metal jewelry and were covered in thick black furs that smelled of whitemen and rotten fruits. One piece that the first Viking Tornuaq had killed worn was of particular interest. A golden hammer encrusted with brilliantly cut red stones that twinkled in the moonlight.

One of the horses had a long coil of rope that was crafted better than any twine Tornuaq had ever seen. At it's end was a sharp hook. Wrapped up in the rope was a strange pair of boots layered in metal spikes.

Plus of coarse... there were two horses.

[Andrew]

Tornuaq takes the things that were on the Vikings and puts them on his sled and the horses. He then takes the reigns to one horse and tries to mount it like he had seen the Vikings. Once on he tries to get the horse to go towards the ceremony.

OOC: How cool would that be for him to ride to his people on a horse!

[DSIGFUSS]

Tornuaq saddles the horse easy enough and then nudges the horse forward. The beast bucks and moves forward a few steps before lurching to a sudden stop.

ooc - roll Dex x4

[Andrew]

OOC: This is gonna hurt. Needed a 48%, rolled a 62%.

[DSIGFUSS]

The giant Icelandic mare lifts his front hooves high into the air flinging Tornuaq from the horses back. The hoirse is trained well though. It simply stands tall and waits for Tornuaq to... do whatever Tornuaq was planning on doing.

Now Torngasak has crossed the shallow Weasel river, carrrying his grey furred Artic Fox. He stands close to Qannaq watching Tornuaq try to mount the beast. Tornuaq and Qannaq, both trained hunters, hear an old woman laughing at Torngasak's feet. All they see is the Fox however, curled around the boy's legs, frightened of the Icelandic Warhorse.

ooc- Spot Hidden.

[Andrew]

OOC: Apparently Tornuaq is blind. Rolled a 91%.

Knowing that the world was just even more crazier by the second Tornuaq grabbed the reigns of the horse and got on his sled. "Let's get out of here before the fox decides to start laughing as well."

[DSIGFUSS]

The group continues along with both Tornuaq and Qannaq tying one of the Viking horses onto their sled. Torngasak ans his pet fox ride on Qannaq's sled.

The way is slow but both Dorset men know they will make it to the Combing Cermony Grounds before the tribe arrives.

Qannaq, knowing these plains more than most Dorset Hunters leads the way until you finally pick up the tribes trail. All member of the tribe walk in pairs in a long procession to the combing ceremony grounds.

You follow the tracks for an hour until you spot two Dorset Hunters standing guard. This was out of the ordinary but understandable under the circumstances.

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