A Dresden Files Theory
Recently, two facts I had previously known independently of each other came together:
There is a large population of people from Scandanavia (particularly Norway) in the Midwest, primarily Minnesota.
Canonically, in the Dresden Files, the Viking berserkers were lycanthropes.
What this means, I think, is that the Midwest, and especially Minnesota, would be swarming with lycanthropes. I mean, berserkers would, likely, teach their children how to become lycanthropes, and some of these would immigrate to the US, bringing the tradition of lycanthropy with them. There are 1.6 million Scandanavian Americans in Minnesota, more than a fifth of its population. If even 5% of them were lycanthropes, that would represent 1% of the population of Minnesota, or one in every hundred Minnesotans would be a lycanthrope.
This would probably be more than enough to challenge any supernatural threat to the region. Big cities would have whole families of lycanthropes who patrol the streets and smaller cities would probably have at least one or two. They’d be able to do for Minnesota what Harry does for Chicago.
I like to imagine they’d all be incredibly Minnesotan, too, and speak in a heavy, heavy accent. Because it would be amazing. Especially if they still keep in contact with Monoc Securities. Seriously, that would be great.
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The sun turned the forest into a mystical area..by Karsten Berlin
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That which does not kill me should run.
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I’ll ask of the berserks, you tasters of blood,
Those intrepid heroes, how are they treated,
Those who wade out into battle?
Wolf-skinned they are called. In battle
They bear bloody shields.
Red with blood are their spears when they come to fight.
They form a closed group.
The prince in his wisdom puts trust in such men
Who hack through enemy shields.
Haraldskvæði by Thórbiörn Hornklofi
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STEREK WEEK 17′
Day 3: Meet-Cute
They met in a dark club eyes not meeting and bodies inching as close to each other as they can, soft lips whispering soft words into Stiles’ ear that can’t catch the question, won’t allow it to be caught. though the hands on his hips and the breathe on his neck makes the words on the stranger’s lips sound louder than Stiles’s heart can block.
“who are you?”
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Ginger Snaps (2000) dir. John Fawcett
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