#tavern viking

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[notgilderoylockhart]

Vegetable Soup

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[minidonia]

Viking date 💖

Stockholm📍

[mairon-goth-minion]

LMAOOOOOO WHAT

[eek-a-tron]

Odin's Keep Axe House at the Midgard vikingsenter.

[mythologicafolk]

Scurra, the French Medieval Folk band known for its "strolls" around medieval fairs, released their album Marchands de Fables in April 2024. The band graciously sent us its digital version for reviewing.

Read more:

https://mythologica.com.br/en/reviews/scurra-marchands-de-fables-2024/

[hanvanmusic]

Viking Warrior Bjorn Epic Tales & ASMR Tavern Sounds - Unwind with Typewriter Ambience! #TavernMusic

Welcome to an immersive experience of Viking tales and tranquil ambiance! In this video, we'll dive into the legendary story of Viking Warrior Bjorn, from his fierce battles to the camaraderie of tavern tables. As you listen to the captivating saga, you'll be enveloped by the soothing sounds of our ASMR typewriter, transporting you to a world of relaxation and adventure. Unwind as the rhythmic clacks of the keys perfectly complement the vivid narrative, making for a truly unique and mesmerizing escape. Don't miss out on this enchanting journey - like, share, and subscribe for more epic stories and relaxing ASMR soundscapes! #TavernMusic #VikingStories #ASMR #Typewriter 🎵 Parts List: https:https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyCzCWN9gRLzbtm7zf7BNfoy_1jv9iv7f 🔔 Don't forget to subscribe and turn on notifications so you can be notified of new videos! 🎧 Enjoy this video and please give your comments and thoughts. It is important for us to communicate with you!

[gunmetalgrey]

For @corruptaxpoliticus for liking this

He was practically an infant compared to her, but despite the fact he craved a political advantage and loved to play games- well, the Gentleman with the Icy demeanour warmed her heart a little. They hadn’t crossed paths for a while, Alex had spent some time abroad. Every century or so though, the taverns of London called her back to the city. It was more of a home than anywhere else. And it always seemed so… large. So much larger than the Roman ruins she had helped to set ablaze in her first lifetime.

Dressed in men’s clothes and a travelling cloak, the golden rings on her fingers glinted in the firelight as she raised the goblet to her lips. The stained that remained wasn’t wine, despite the deep shade of crimson. She sat back on the bench, enjoying the noise and the cracking fire. “You haven’t aged a day.” Of course he hadn’t, neither of them would. Age and beauty would be a constant, if they were lucky.

“Tell me of the petty squabbles I have missed,” This was her way of caring, of asking about his life. Not that she cared as much as it had been too long since she had a real conversation.

[blogtib]

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐔𝐛𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: a long awaited cross over that I promised months ago.. please do not hate me! Also, Danes = vikings, but the word viking is also a verb. So, you could say 'Hey Ma I'm off to go viking!'.

Saxons = those from England

Celts are an umbrella term for Native Britons who were here before the Saxons.

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

It didn't make sense.

Ubbe's shoes walked the length of the boat and back again. Creaking wherever he put his feet, the wind was howling. Even during the day. With the sun high in the sky; not that he could see it.

None of the men or women could see more than five feet in front of them. Once he, along with two other ships left Kattegat, the mist had surrounded them.

Ubbe had the mind to turn back, but he couldn't see the shorline of Kattegat. Only the thick whirls of fog surrounding the boats.

What would have been a long journey, was shortened to mere seconds. And Ubbe was in a place he did not wish to be.

It was a place where his father had died. Where a many great Viking men had died.

But something was different. The time, Ubbe knew it; years had passed somehow. Many, many years. And when he took 4 men into a tavern to investigate, he asked and was told.

Ubbe and his men had gone through 100 years on the water.

・Life had gotten better since Uhtred and his men frequented your village - hell, everywhere had gotten better; not only were the raids less and less.

・But safety and hope were two words that Uhtred of Bebbanberg gave the people

・Well, Uhtred along with his three men - Finan, Sihtric & Osferth.

・You always had a crush on Finan. His Irish charm and humour always brightened your day.

・But he had never ventured for more than conversation and company

・You thought he must have an eye on someone else, but news never reached your ears about anyone else.

・And then something happened.

・Two ships full of Danes had washed on Englands' shores. It was not like any other raid. The Danes spoke differently, their weapons seemed old and the way they dressed was so ... incredibly different to the Danes you all knew

・Where did they come from? Why hadn't any other Dane claimed to know them? And why couldn't they point to where they were from on a map?

・These thoughts plagude you for days. You did your chores and you thought about it, you cooked and cleaned - and thought about it.

・However, curiosity won out and you snuck into the woods to get a better look at the semi-prisoners.

・One man caught your eye instantly.

・And he ...

・He was ... beautiful.

・Outlandishly so, you hadn't seen such a man and with so many unique tattoos...

・His hair was long and braided, parts shaved on the sides and you were taken aback.

・A blush creeping so bright you swore he would be able to see you in the dark - like a beacon of sorts

・But a body had bumped against your own, a hand over your mouth. You bit down - hard and Osferth hissed

"Ow!" He said, trying to keep his voice low as he flung his hand about in pain.

"Well don't do that!" You whispered incredulously.

"What are you staring at?" whispered Osferth, crouching down and following your line of sight.

"No-nothing, nothing, stop it-"

"Ooh got your eye on somethin' then?" he mocked.

・You rolled your eyes and pushed him. He caught your arm and hoisted himself up, catching you against him in the process.

・This back and forth behaviour was normal between you and Osferth. As soon as you met, it had started.

・He knows about your feelings for Finan, and has helped you to gain his attention time and time again

・The only failure in this was the fact that he didn't want to put you at risk. Finan couldn't bear to have you as some sort of target.

・But god did that change when Ubbe started talking to you.

・You decided to help around with the new Danes

・Your skills were highly renound and useful no matter who you were with

・Ubbe did everything he could to get your attention and soon Finan became a shell of his witty self.

・Grouchy and sensitive, Finan couldn't stop watching the two of you interract.

"I mean wha' does she see in 'im??"

"- Finan, please-" Uhtred interjected, trying to calm him down. He did not calm down.

"Just tell her how you feel-" Sihtric exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

"I - I cannot."

"You cannot what?" You said coming up behind him, the trees and darkness hiding you easily.

・From that day on you and Finan were together, but the subject of Ubbe hung loosely in the air.

・However, your relationship was changed because of Ubbe. Who shocked both you and Finan.

"It is true, I want you. But I want both of you. The funny one as well."

・Finan gulped.

・Your relationship is very loving. It truly is.

・There's a lot of PDA

・But even more affection when people aren't around

・Like casually sitting on each other's laps

・Forehead Touches

・The union between all three of you created something. It was peace.

・Peace settled over the group, a sense of ease becoming easier and easier to grasp.

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Shut Up” (You) x “Make Me” (Ubbe) x “Just Kiss Already.” (Finan)

Found Family

Intuitive & Attentive (Finan) x Restless & Flirty (Ubbe) x Witty & Intuitive (You)

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Intertwined Destinies

Love Transcending Boundaries

Legacy and Legend

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Scotland by the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra

Golden Years by David Bowie

To Bring You My Love by PJ Harvey

[mairon-goth-minion]

Intro

(idk what to put here)

-don’t ask for money, I can’t donate, money asks will be deleted-

-not a goth irl the username is misleading muahaha-

-just to put it out there I don’t actually identify as a baguette-

Name: Evan (Baguette)

Pronouns: vibin��� with he/him (baguette/baguettes/baguettesel)

Fav music genres: pop, rock, metal, indie, alt rock, punk

Fav music genres (what 2024 spotify wrapped says): Academic Wrestling Modern Rock, Light Academia Movie Tunes Soundtrack, Viking Tavern Bard

Fav color: uhhhh I guess green / black / silver / blue / purple

Fav author: Tolkien (and ao3 writers because that shit is AWESOME)

Joined: I think around September 20th 2024

Likes: reading, writing, scrolling on Tumblr, procrastinating, my cat, watching TV, playing video games

Dislikes: spiders, working, being bored

Sexuality: idk probably bi or pan

Blog for when I hit post limit or whatever: @mairon-goth-minion2

💍 I’m married guys (my darling bitch, husband in crime, undercooked baguette and sickly victorian child (affectionate) @l1ve-l4ugh-lov3craft )

Btw I’m a spam-liker XD

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previous events:

[eek-a-tron]

The Earl of Sigvard’s Great Hall set from the VIKINGS series, featured at the Set Decorators Society of America.

[imnotcasper]

Royal expectations weigh heavily on dutiful Prince Casper. During an ill-advised night at the tavern, meant to let off some steam and ease the pressure, he gets into a brawl with Holger, a sharp-tongued lad from town wielding insults (and his sword) with the precision of a trained knight. Holger beats him fair and square, and the Prince, furious, has him thrown into the dungeons. Holger pesters the guards relentlessly, forcing them to release him out of sheer irritation. In a bid to teach him discipline – and secretly impressed by his wit and skill – Prince Casper pardons Holger and makes him a knight at his court. The two of them begin adventuring together, and chaos quickly follows.

for the @advantage-tennisblr promp fest

ruru, medieval au (knight & prince/princess) OR viking au

[hanvanmusic]

Viking Warrior Bjorn: From Bloody War to Tavern Tables - A True Story" (in description) #tavernmusic

The true-to-life story of Viking Warrior Bjorn is a gripping tale that ranges from bloody battle to tavern tables. This video tells the story of Bjorn, who lives in a town on the northern coast of Norway, starting a new life in taverns, starting with his victory after a protection war with a foreign army. Bjorn was a mighty Viking soldier and was found to be a brave warrior. One day, the country traveled to a coastal town on the northern coast of Norway, where he met a group of other Viking warriors. These warriors had recently been called into town to fight a foreign army from other parts of Scandinavia. Bjorn began preparations with the other warriors. A few days later, Bjorn and the other Viking warriors set sail for the ship with the foreign army. The battle was bloody and fierce, but Bjorn and the other warriors managed to achieve victory. However, the price of Bjorn's victories was very heavy. In the war, one of his closest friends died, and Bjorn was deeply shaken by his death. After the battle, Bjorn and the other warriors returned to town and went to a tavern to celebrate the victory. In the tavern, Bjorn was brooding over his friend's death. However, a woman he met here gave him encouragement and, by speaking, helped him cling to life again. Bjorn, impressed by the woman's words, decided to move on with life. In the end, Bjorn decided to stay in his town and built a new life there. Using his experience and courage in battle, he helped the townspeople and was considered a hero. Bjorn's life has turned into a story where the war begins with victory but the end is a fresh start in the tavern. Thank you very much for listening. Enjoy relaxing, Sleeping, Meditation Music and have a wonderful day or evening! Medieval Tavern Music🎼: https://bit.ly/3mSRGXf Relaxing Musıc ❤️🎼: https://bit.ly/3npb12h #tavernmusic #InnMusic #FantasyMusic #MedievalMusic

[gunmetalgrey]

For @corruptaxpoliticus from here

“You never tire of it? This one’s on top, then that one… like it would make a difference to the people who eat stale bread.” Even with centuries of wealth under her belt, Alex never full understood the lives of the rich. There was only so much one man could possibly need, and how bored he could become sitting on a golden throne. That had been the fun of her youth, the men in charge were often the ones who fought the hardest. Not that they lived long for their troubles.

Her eyes never left the fire. She had… an uneasy relationship with the flames. “You should start putting ashes in your hair. You stay rooted to the same place too long and it will become noticeable.”

Alex never made that mistake herself. Her presence was far too fleeting. If he looked, truly looked, Mycroft would be able to see the ravens beak tattoo protruding from her hairline of messy curls tied back in leather, and that one or two of the rings on her fingers were unfamiliar. Little else tended to change about her.

“Young?” Youth was important. Her strength came come her considerable age, so as long as these new faces weren’t old friends in disguise then she needn’t have to worry. “Professor? And a doctor- well, that has to be helpful when it comes to finding dinner. Cheating, really.”

[dailyadventureprompts]

Adventure: The Siege of Frostmanse

A hero takes up arms against a powerful frost giant mage, threatening to destabilize the realm and forcing the party, their allies, and the powers that be to start choosing sides.

For generations Ylnriig the Argent has provided council and arcane insight to kings, jarls, and champions alike, seeking to maintain some measure of calm across the rugged land and icy seas that neighbour her home. Songs are sung about the great wonders she has performed, but also the great prices she has exacted in the name of keeping the peace: Plagues halted by burying villages in ice, destined dooms averted by the noble sacrifice of innocents.

Songs are also sung about Rothger Redsail, and his Redsail raiders. Brave beyond recounting, this living legend and his viking crew are said to have toppled foreign thrones, drunk mead with stormgods, and even sailed over the edge of the world. Now Rothger is back in his homeland and he has no qualms about what his next voyage is to be: He aims to sail against the giant and topple Ylnriig's head from her shoulders, so that the people might never pay her terrible price ever again.

Setup: This scenario works best if the party has a good impression of both Ylnriig and Rothger early on. Trophies from the Redsail's travels hanging in the tavern, local monuments to where Ylnriig averted some disaster through magical might or cleverness. Have the markets flooded with wonders offloaded from Rothger's latest viking expedition, while the town fountain runs with healing waters after being blessed by the giant's own hand. Neither side of this conflict is strictly in the wrong, and both give much to the world simply by their existence.

Everything changes when Rothger sails back into harbour and starts laying the groundwork for his attack on Ylnriig's home, securing supplies and new recruits for the Redsail Raiders, hobnobbing with the local power players to ensure they support his actions. Initially he'll keep the goal of his next expedition secret, boasting to the masses only that his next mission will deliver them into a time of prosperity and opportunity that neither they or their direct forebears could imagine.

Adventure Hooks

Facing some great challenge, the party might be sent to petition Ylnriig for aid, being forced to make the trip to Frostmanse, her isolated sanctum nestled among the far fjords. The ice giant may seem to give them the cold shoulder, sending them off on some wizardly errand as payment for her involvement, but after some time enjoying her hospitality the party may come to know Ylnriig as the deeply caring scholar that hides beneath her shrewd and utilitarian exterior.

Early on, the party might be tempted to join the Redsail Raiders. Doing so would greatly boost their credibility, and give them backing and direction that they'd normally miss out on as independent sellswords. Doing so will likely require that they prove themselves to the hardened sailors of Rothger's warband , but that's what apprentice level adventurers do isn't it?

Eventually a secret long buried will come to light: More than a score of years ago Rothger and Ylnriig used to be lovers, their relationship as passionate and tempestuous as where volcanic flow meets glacial ice. Rothger was off on one of his grand adventures when plague broke out in his home village, a plague that could only be staunched through drastic magical intervention. Ylnriig ran the numbers, and make an awful but nessisary choice that saved tens of thousands while dooming Rothger's family and clan to a cold and awful death.

Though Rothger's animosity towards Ylnriig is genuine, his actions are being backed by a coalition of powerplayers throughout the region who consider the Wizard's continued meddling an impediment to their ambitions. If he succeeds, they'll be able to enact schemes and settle scores that've stayed idle for generations. If he fails, they'll have a martyr to rally support around, as they make a second attempt to oust the giant.

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