Post by Brynja on Apr 6, 2008 6:43:24 GMT -5
Many people lived within the tribe located to the North. The village was situated on a grassy plain, with a dramatic backdrop of rolling hills and mountanous terrain. Such a location provided protection from both the elements and invaders. Outposts were spread out on surrounding hills to provide early warning of attacks.
The village itself was a simple yet organised township of houses and workshops. The sounds of busy people filled the walkways between the houses, as villagers attended to their daily business. Women hurried after children, as they scurried between the legs of warriors attending to their duties.
Meanwhile, a young woman attended to her daily routine. Brynja, as she had been called by her mother, was currently thanking a man who was displaying various fruits, vegetables and animal carcasses.
She carried a handful of blueberries away with her she continued on her way. Her outfit of soft leather hides which covered her body roughly was combined with an outer layer of animal fur to keep out the bitter cold. She wore leather hide boots with tight fitting pants which showed off her figure. Her top further enhanced herself, not that men of the village were objecting. She enjoyed the attention she recieved from young warriors, although she had yet to lay her affections on any of them.
Further along the path, she could hear the distinct squabbling of girls as they bustled to get near the man in the centre of their circle.
Raising an eyebrow in amusement, she casually strolled into the fray. It was who she had expected, as usual - he was always surrounded by fawning girls. Popping berries into her mouth, she smirked at the warrior who was recieving all the attention.
The village itself was a simple yet organised township of houses and workshops. The sounds of busy people filled the walkways between the houses, as villagers attended to their daily business. Women hurried after children, as they scurried between the legs of warriors attending to their duties.
Meanwhile, a young woman attended to her daily routine. Brynja, as she had been called by her mother, was currently thanking a man who was displaying various fruits, vegetables and animal carcasses.
She carried a handful of blueberries away with her she continued on her way. Her outfit of soft leather hides which covered her body roughly was combined with an outer layer of animal fur to keep out the bitter cold. She wore leather hide boots with tight fitting pants which showed off her figure. Her top further enhanced herself, not that men of the village were objecting. She enjoyed the attention she recieved from young warriors, although she had yet to lay her affections on any of them.
Further along the path, she could hear the distinct squabbling of girls as they bustled to get near the man in the centre of their circle.
Raising an eyebrow in amusement, she casually strolled into the fray. It was who she had expected, as usual - he was always surrounded by fawning girls. Popping berries into her mouth, she smirked at the warrior who was recieving all the attention.
