Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312021943/@comment-5583506-20150315010402

"I might be your father's killer", said Valkyrie to Armstark, "but it was he who chose that role for me."

Armstark spat and grabbed his weapon from his back, which caused several Ghost-Wolf warriors to flinch and ready their weapons in case there would be a conflict.

"He should have buried this axe deeper into your fetid chest, wolf bitch!"

Valkyrie didn't seem to be bothered by his name calling. Now, she wasn't Valkyrie the Virgin as she had been in the tent with Perdix. In this moment she was Valkyrie the Matriarch, the mother of her entire clan, and therefore she needed to act like it and not give into her emotions like this man.

"I think I will have my sister back now, thank you", she said calmly.

Armstark's face twitched with restrained anger and hatred. "And you will have her", he growled through his thick beard.

He threw with his head in a gesture, urging his men to release the prisoner. He then shot a glimpse of the Imperial next to Valkyrie and approached him sideways, eyeing him.

"And who the fuck is this?" he muttered.

"That's none of your concern, Patriarch", said Valkyrie. "His identity wasn't a part of your father's bargain."

Armstark towered up above Perdix like a furious storm. He sneered. "You are fucking her, aren't you?" he grumbled to him in his dark voice, when he was near. "I can tell from that look in your eyes, boy. Or perhaps the wolf hasn't been woman enough to spread her legs and give her cunt to you yet?"

Valkyrie couldn't hear what Armstark was telling Perdix, but she became slightly worried about what would happen if Armstark were to try anything. Perdix wouldn't stand a chance...