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Ve Trygg
- Jaz117112
❝ Silly me! For a moment I thought I was good enough! ❞
He had been in so much pain lately. His wounds had been opening up due to him not treating it properly and damn. He really wanted to curse himself out for it. He was so stupid not to take the healers seriously. He had to rest, had to take it easy. But how was he supposed to take it easy when there was so much to do? He shook his head as he looked at himself in the mirror. The mark that had claimed the sight of his left eye didn't look good. He had to hurry up. If he didn't find a guide he should go alone. If he died on his journey he had atleast tried. He took a potion, downed it in one go and grabbed another things a healer had prepared. Those were gonna help, she had told him. It was a mixture of actual medication as well as being a painkiller. He loved the idea of it, since anything that would help with the pain was welcome in his books.
He had gotten dressed into something more proper for this weather. In Ishgard it was still kinda chilly, but not freezing like how it was up north in his hometown. So he hadn't taken his reindeer pelt out for his walk. He noticed how he was limping pretty bad this morning, so he grumbled, clearly pissed off at the fact that he wasn't doing as well as he wished he did. He knew he couldn't help himself when it cam to his limp, since it was an old scar from when he was still a kid. All he could do was sit down somewhere until the pain had passed- if it would pass. In some cases it didn't even pass at all. He shook his head at the thought and averted his gaze, looking for somewhere to sit down. However, something else quickly grabbed his attention.
"Benji Trygg," was all he said in a somewhat questioning kinda way. "So... It seems the entire Trygg family is in town," His voice was raspy as he spoke, approaching the older man. Benji was the eldest adoptive son of his uncle. He didn't know the man that well, but he knew what he looked like. With him also being here that meant literally all Tryggs were in Ishgard. Almost felt as if something big was gonna happen any minute now.
He had gotten dressed into something more proper for this weather. In Ishgard it was still kinda chilly, but not freezing like how it was up north in his hometown. So he hadn't taken his reindeer pelt out for his walk. He noticed how he was limping pretty bad this morning, so he grumbled, clearly pissed off at the fact that he wasn't doing as well as he wished he did. He knew he couldn't help himself when it cam to his limp, since it was an old scar from when he was still a kid. All he could do was sit down somewhere until the pain had passed- if it would pass. In some cases it didn't even pass at all. He shook his head at the thought and averted his gaze, looking for somewhere to sit down. However, something else quickly grabbed his attention.
"Benji Trygg," was all he said in a somewhat questioning kinda way. "So... It seems the entire Trygg family is in town," His voice was raspy as he spoke, approaching the older man. Benji was the eldest adoptive son of his uncle. He didn't know the man that well, but he knew what he looked like. With him also being here that meant literally all Tryggs were in Ishgard. Almost felt as if something big was gonna happen any minute now.
Sun Sep 18, 2022 11:19 am
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