Skrauti "Jeager" Niadh
Jupes extérieures de Mjors
Skrauti avait gardé la trace de la petite caravane pendant quelques heures maintenant, en la regardant passer la chasse moyenne. La chance était de son côté alors qu'ils marchaient juste devant lui. Décider que le temps devrait tomber avant l'approche, et que la nourriture était plus importante, il a fini sa chasse pour un cerf. Snares mis la veille a fait le travail, comme prévu. Une petite fosse de baies laquées de corde plongea rapidement. Au moment de la découverte, Skrauti a tranché la gorge pour la saigner, puis l'a écorché pour que la viande soit préparée pour la cuisson. Un petit feu a été compilé de quelques branches de grumeaux et de rabots d'arbres et la viande a été cuite. Un bon repas de venison et de baies assurait qu'il était bien nourri. Se demandant quoi faire ensuite, Skrauti a chargé sa pipe avec du tabac sec. Quelques bouffées pour apporter un moment de paix ; il chérissait toujours ces moments. Quelques minutes passent avant que Skrauti se rende compte qu'il devenait détendu.
"Il est temps de recommencer. Je doute beaucoup qu'ils m'aient attrapé... je me demande où ils vont. Peut-être qu'ils connaissent la meilleure route pour Ballara."
Skrauti a pris une dernière traînée de sa pipe de tabac avant de l'envelopper et de l'entreposer. "Elle me manque" se dit-il, tenant le morceau de tissu déchiré qui était la chemise de sa femme; maintenant, mais un simple douille pour les consommables. Il se rapprocha rapidement du sentier qui mène à Skagastrond, voulant éviter de laisser un sentier derrière lui. Il a regardé studieusement devant le sentier, en s'assurant qu'il peut confirmer des pistes dans la boue. Les petits lièvres et le feuillage dominaient l'environnement autour de lui.
« Environ huit personnes à cheval. Quatre à pied. Un wagon au moins. Je me demande... peut-être des commerçants. La possibilité qu'un guide soit présent est élevée, mais s'il s'agit des mauvaises personnes, il pourrait s'agir d'un mauvais combat. C'est difficile à dire. Je ferais mieux de rester en arrière."
Le trident a doublé comme un bâton de marche, aidant Skrauti à garder le rythme. Malgré les instincts et les pensées habituels qui dominaient son esprit, quelque chose ne se sentait pas bien. Quelque chose d'horrible a exercé une pression sur le corps de Skrauti, avançant son instinct pour s'emparer de son trident. Il semble que sa séance de tabac n'ait rien fait pour se calmer. C'était un sentiment indéniable. Skrauti a fait de son mieux pour rester détendue et alerte, la moitié s'attendant à ce qu'un loup terrible lui ressorte de la brosse autour de lui.
"Restez concentré... vous avez un devoir à remplir."
Name: Sunne Meldun (pronounced Soon)
Age: 19
Gender: Female


Stands 5'4", tattoos on arms and torso made from homemade ink, long braided white/gray hair, dark gray eyes, usually smudged with dirt from being unable to just sit and do nothing
Title/Rank/Occupation:
Daughter of the Thane of Ballara
Last child of the Thane of Ballara
"Princess" of Ballara
Skills/achievements/etc: 
Skilled in dual wielding short swords/Skilled in the dimachaerus fighting style
Skilled in bone and antler carving
Proficient in shield wielding and some spear techniques
Basic medical/survival knowledge
Claims to be able to out drink any man
Personality/(Dis)likes/hobbies/etc: Impatient, Active, Easy to get along with if sharing the same opinion, Otherwise can be argumentative and moody, Hates being wrong, Caring (especially for children), Has a constant mental battle with wanting to have fun but not waste valuable time, Very serious when fighting/practice fighting, Enjoys doing something with an immediate result (fixing things, creating things, a timed battle practice), Loves meat like pork and deer but hates fish, Favorite food is bread, Finds armor annoying, Believes in Valhalla but is not overly religious, Loves wrestling though is usually barred from doing so, Does well at gardening, but not very good at food making or hunting either one, Can fix garments and often does for her brothers and father, Enjoys trips to trade towns to sell her bone and antler carvings which include everything from beads/jewelry to weapons.
Biography: Sunne was named after the goddess of the sun, Sunna. Her mother named her when she saw the practically glowing fuzz of white hair she had when born. Unfortunately, Sunne was to be her mother's last child, as the Thane's wife became ill shortly after giving birth to Sunne and passed. Most of Sunne's life has been imitating her brothers, while trying to be reigned in by her father who thinks of her as the last bit of his late wife. Sunne was never one to be controlled, however, and is one of Odinkar's most rebellious children. Not to mention, almost every woman in Ballara is married by age 20, and yet the thane's 19 year old daughter remains unwed. She had chosen a husband at one point around the age of 16, but he was a raider who died when invading another land. It didn't affect her terribly, but finding someone who gets the approval of her father and herself is not the easiest thing, especially when most men don't appreciate her non-domestic nature.
Sunne knew she could never compete with the men of her family with spears, so while she did learn how to use the weapon, she was eager to find the weapon that best fit her. She made friends with a local blacksmith who preferred swords and taught her the basics of fighting with two swords. Sunne flourished with the technique. Because of her impatience, she never enjoyed some things such as hunting or fishing, and while she claims to find armor annoying, it is simply because she is too weak to wear enough to matter and still be a proficient fighter. So she learned shield skills but otherwise refuses armor.
Odinkar brought in a nannny of sorts to care for Sunne after her mother died, a slave woman who had been captured during a raid a long time ago. The woman taught Sunne basics of sewing and gardening, as well as jewelry making. She was where Sunne learned basic medical knowledge since the poor nanny was constantly chasing the white haired wild child who would always hurt herself trying to do more than she was capable of, and tried to teach her to cook though Sunne only picked up how not to burn things basically. Sunne gets along with probably half of her family; many simply find her annoying since they don't see her as ever being a threat to taking over their father's role as thane. So they focus on a rivalry with who they consider the more 'important' children of Odinkar, much to Sunne's frustration since she'd rather be hated than ignored.
Equipment: Spear, Shield, Two short swords, A bag of bone and antler pieces, small carving tools including a small knife, a few vials of medicine or salve, a fire striker, a handful of bread
Other: Wears her mother's favorite ring on her right index finger