(12/30/23 : 18:55:56)
--|His puzzle|--

--Zearia {Svein}--
^Bondmaid^
||Imperfection is beauty..||
||..madness is genius...||
|- Isle of Scagnar-|

==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
says to ALL: she was all bundled u0p as she worked on her little project... all along the pathway from the docks up to the hall there was slowly new additions on either side of the pathway in any space available... snow walls.... perfect for a bond to hide behind and ambush a Jarl with snowballs as they made heir way uthe path.... grantedshe had a coule more walls to make and then snowballs to set uy at each statin. but boy it would be fun Her siren like lyrical voice lifted in song.. her sot singing mesmerizing and almost hy0notic as she sang

You may run home for a long time
Run home for a long time
You may run home for a long time
Lemme tell you, Odin the Almighty gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar
Go tell that midnight rider
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter
Tell 'em Odin the Almighty gonna cut 'em down

☆ (12/30/23 : 19:01:39)
--|His puzzle|--

--Zearia {Svein}--
^Bondmaid^
||Imperfection is beauty..||
||..madness is genius...||
|- Isle of Scagnar-|

==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
says to ALL: She was using a old pail that was in the we=arehouse and filling it with the snow only to stomp on the snow to pack it down good and hard and then with deft diliberation and aim she would FLIP that pail over in the sp-ot for the next -brick- to make the wall for bonds to hide behind. fill the bucket... stamp- it down good and hard.. add to the top .. then flip... it really didnt take that long to build one of the walls as they were only a few feet high and wide...

Stop, Odin Almighty, let me tell you the news
My head been wet with the midnight dews
Now I been down on my bended knees
Talkin' to the Man from Scagnar Isle

My Odin spoke, spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels' feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great Odin Almighty, let me tell you what He said

☆ (12/30/23 : 19:06:03)
--|His puzzle|--

--Zearia {Svein}--
^Bondmaid^
||Imperfection is beauty..||
||..madness is genius...||
|- Isle of Scagnar-|

==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
says to ALL: she finally had the last -retaining- wall or protective wall would be better she guessed, she had finally labored to get the last of the walls she had planned on completed. and instead of running down to where she started along the roadway near the docks .. she started to prepare the snowballs for the wall she just finished first... patting and rolling them in her mittened hands... she would stack them along he bottom edge . a good 10-15 snowballs for whoever ended up behind this wall... her voice still singing out in the bluesy tune

Go tell that long tongued liar
Go tell that midnight rider
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter
Tell 'em Odin Almighty gonna cut 'em down

You may throw a rock, hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
Sure as Odin made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to light

☆ (12/30/23 : 19:10:59)
--|His puzzle|--

--Zearia {Svein}--
^Bondmaid^
||Imperfection is beauty..||
||..madness is genius...||
|- Isle of Scagnar-|

==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
says to ALL: Once finished at the one hideywall she would just aboutskip in her booties off to the next snow structure for the bonds to hide themselves from the revenging Jarls who most likely had much better aim... hence it was soooo important to nail the surprise attack so us bondmaids just might have the advantage for a ehn or two...

You may run and hide, slip and slide
Try to take the mote from your neighbor's eyes
But sure there is the rich and the poor
You gonna reap, my brother, just what you sow

Some people go to a secret spot just to signify
Try to make a date with the neighbor's mate
But neighbor let me tell you just as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman, just leave her alone

☆ (12/30/23 : 19:15:42)
--|His puzzle|--

--Zearia {Svein}--
^Bondmaid^
||Imperfection is beauty..||
||..madness is genius...||
|- Isle of Scagnar-|

==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
says to ALL: she loved singing things that told a story or created a story anyway .. and this was one she learned long ago but instead of using the southern references she had of course switched it to northern references... as it wouldnt do goo to sing about bug people right.,.,. she let a soft laughter slip fro her a moment as she finished up the snowball making behind each wall and finished up her ballad as well

'Cause one of these days you just mark my word
You'll think your brother is gone to work
You walk up, knock on the door
That's all brother, you'll knock no more

Go tell that long tongued liar
Go tell that midnight rider
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter
Tell 'em Odin Almighty gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em Odin Almighty gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em Odin Almighty gonna cut 'em down

1. Mon Jan 01 18:13 ~ - Subject: * - 0 reaction(s)
   Thorarin said:

   YIKES! Its a bond maid ATTACK! LOL

2. Sun Dec 31 15:22 * - Subject: From the archives - 0 reaction(s)
   helga {JtR} said:

   
   ☆ (12/31/23 : 16:22:34) [PIC]

   helga{JtR}
   Scagnar's Skald
   Isle Trainer
   Isle of Scagnar

   ==on the road between the docks and the Great Hall==
   says to ALL: "Oooooh snowballs!" It was as if they had been made just for me. And walls too! Strategically placed along the path, giving protection to those who stood behind them. I could see myself here, hurling them at unsuspecting passers by. It looked like this wall had about 15 of them, ready made and easy to access. With laughter dancing upon soft lips, I crouched down behind the wall and with glove covered hands, I began to make a few more, rolling them between my hands and patting them so they were nice and hard.

   Mischievous when left to my own devices, I was wickedly planning my course of action and who my possible victims might be. Zee was certainly up there on the list. Not because I was after revenge for the whole Mistress Askatla thing and the subsequent beating my Jarl gave me. I was not a vindictive bond...although imagining one of these balls whacking her on the back of the head was a sweet thought. No, the reason I chose her was because I knew her to be a good sport. Yeah, that was why I was hiding here, behind the wall, waiting for her. Nothing at all to do with the red hand marks that still caused me grieve when sitting or kneeling!