#rp partner

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

((INSERT SYMBOL HERE)) WHO IS SOMEONE THEY JUST CANNOT STAND?

Floki, in s2 and s1 and all seasons they knew each other. Note he feels scared of Floki in s1 more strongly than cannot stand, at first.

[melodicwitchlight]

ragnarxlodbrok:

Hanging out in places like that was not his favourite thing to do, it was not even a thing he would do. But if he wanted to do something more than just running the shop, he would need to expand his…acquaintances. “Hello Athelstan.” he greets the man he barely knew but yet in his mind he is already useful. “Aren’t you supposed to be working?”

more time had now passed since their mere one week of acquaintance. he was taking a brief break from his art teacher duties - a small sabbatical, kind of.

his ocean water painted cross of christ accentuated with wings of freyja is still lain cold and reassuring around his neck, to help continually pull him through tormented times. he had made it just recently in his break, and calmed his tormented spirit further; (‘i love these materials; brushes, paints. the colours, i had not appreciated how much i missed my work.’)

“hello, ragnar,” he says politely. “i am taking a break from work at the moment; about to take a walk in the park. i have stopped by your shop to give this to you on the way.”

“how are you, and running your shop?” he adds as a genuine curiosity and empathy for ragnar’s wellbeing - he was his best friend after all.

he hands said gift he created to ragnar, having recalled in his past life of learning the norse pagans had no art but only carved runes to communicate. as well as their shared curiosity of each other’s religions.

it was originally a plain white shirt; the ideal canvas for bringing his vision to life - odin’s ravens huginn and muninn (whom he enlists to travel all throughout & report back all happenings) repeatedly formulating sequence to create an all-seeing eye (representing the allfather odin) with the eyeball represented with norse symbol ‘teiwaz (warrior)’. bordered around this norse drenched vision were symbols of his religion that he remembered ragnar grew to show interest in as well - blue ocean water, jessamine plant (yellow flower encased in green leaves/stem), cross, tiny chibi version of mother mary (remembered vividly from his hallucination in his past life).

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

6, 34.

6 - DID THEY FEEL REJECTION OR LOVE AS A CHILD? Well, Athelstan also had four brothers and one sister as siblings. His parents could not afford another child and so they placed him into a monastery, but it was not out of spite or abandonment; they wanted to save him and/or wished him a better life. This was a time of poverty, and illness like the plague was here. They did not have the medicine in now modern times to combat that illness -- of the black death. He did feel somewhat loved, regardless of the circumstances ( i think? i need to re-watch s1 scenes where he talks about his family -- he talks briefly about his family once as he cares for the chickens in the farm and wears a light green shirt) & he definitely eventually found love with Christ at the monastery over the years.

34 - DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL SELF RIGHTEOUS? REVENGEFUL? CONTEMPTUOUS? Initially, he does feel superior to the Pagans (albeit doubt is starting to plant in his mind about God), and believes there is only one God and thinks them as heathens. There are passages in deuteronomy saying to abhor norse gods, of merciless christ, contrasted with a kinder one.

When he sees the Pagans burn his monastery down & kill his fellow monks & Father Cuthbert, he feels shock, fright and sorrow. It is not revenge he wants, but a burning need to get away from his kidnappers—trying desperately to draw strength from his cross & long-standing faith to see him through this. he is shivering as he sits on the boat, kissing his cross. (1X02 & 1X03)

Although, he does also speak out that he is angry with God and also lonely, in his prayers. (1X04) He shows defiance when he refuses to budge and then kneels to the ground, as Ragnar pulls at his rope. He does not want to be a slave any longer, even if it meant getting killed, and he is NOT happy with finding out of Ragnar tricking him into divulging more knowledge of England; Ragnar getting him drunk with wine. He did not want to EVER be treated “WORSE THAN DOGS”, like the other monk slaves received. he sees the monks hanging on the wooden log, like a campfire spit. (1X03)

Athelstan very purposefully turns his body away from Floki, not wanting to speak to him, his vile words becoming an annoyance, Floki scrunching up his kohl-painted face in hate. He is annoyed how Floki is always suspicious of him as of late. (2X03)

He subtly (or so he thought) challenges the Eucharist sacraments at High Mass, by spitting out the bread of Christ whilst still looking attentive yet also defiant, in front. The visions of Pagan sacrifices from Uppsala blurring into the rites, played a huge part in that. That is the first time he ever would do that, always eating the body of christ -- jesus of nazareth -- in the last supper, as honour of Him. He knows, has been to churches of mass where it is not just a cracker of bread, yet that significant symbolism of he believing in all his disciples and wanting to spend his last days well means it is generally the only nourishment in this holy proceeding. He sees in some cultures, like Asian, that after the mass and notably outside the church, they have a lunch array of food like fried rice and bok choy and shi-fern for the churchgoers ; to signify a strengthening union of their gathering together to feel hope and love of their Lord and Saviour. As he then sees Aethelwulf watching him with a frown on his face, Athelstan hastily changes his expression to one of compliance and regret, softening his face. (2X05)

he is especially enraptured by the song 'god called in sick' today by a fire inside, thinking of calling one of his stories by that title. it speaks about his crucifixion, when judas betrayed him, a disciple of his. he is on the cross, wearing a crown of thorns, caught in the twisting of the vine. this moment comes after he surrenders at the forest of baer, saying to not kill him in old english.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok.

Athelstan had known this Ragnar for a week, recalling that the first time he met him, he was quite apprehensive…and perhaps a bit afraid of him. He definitely wasn’t the type of person Athelstan would usually surround himself with. His cross made a slightly rattling sound on his chest, from where he had tucked it in, under his white shirt with blue jacketed kimono, as he made his way to the church. It was a silver cross with a flower in thorns and a sword. Despite the “discomfort”, he personally thought it a familiar feeling, of this tangible closeness to the divine God. He had decided to take a small break from his artistic ventures, which had over time accumulated into his job. As he did so, he spots the face of Ragnar, a face that was slowly starting to be a familiar one in his mind.

'hello ragnar,' he says.

the other smiles, having been working in his shop, and sees his friend. athelstan was wearing a blanket around his shoulders -- 'it's a kimono,' he says -- and he had been passing by the shop window. 'hi athelstan.' his motorbike was at the bike rack outside the shop. 'where are you going?'

'church. i was working at the school, and am seeking a break."

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“HMM…” Ragnar tilted his head, keeping his gaze to Athelstan before glancing at his men again, remaining silent for a moment. “VERY WELL THEN.” he smiled slightly, calling for his men to stop. “WHAT SHOULD WE DO WITH HIM THEN?”

Athelstan is relieved that Ragnar listened to his words, also keeping his eyes true to Ragnar’s. “WE SHOULD LET HIM GO, LET HIM CONTINUE TO SERVE HIS GOD. THAT WAY, NO DANGER WILL BEFALL US OF THE GODS’ WRATH. I DO NOT THINK HE WILL BRING TROUBLE IN THE FUTURE.”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“I KNOW THAT. ALTHOUGH MY PEOPLE DO NOT CARE ABOUT THAT. YOU KNOW WHY THEY WANT HIM DEAD. THEY THINK HIS DEATH WILL PLEASE OUR GODS.“ Not that Ragnar agreed with it. The Gods were bloodthirsty but that didn’t mean they would be pleased with another priest’s death. He stepped closer to him so the others would not hear. ”WHAT DO YOU THINK?“

Athelstan nodded; he knew all too well of the Gods’ insistence of human sacrifices.

He had wanted this bishop to escape far from here, but then it had been too late for that opportunity. The bishop had recognised him to be English, as he spoke fluently, when talking to him. He had not wanted him to die, even as the other responded in anger he was an apostate, and they would crucify him on a cross, ( 'you are israel incarnate! judas was close to god, yet he betrayed our savior..." ) for betrayal of the Lord, as spoken in Deuteronomy. He lowers his voice, as he sees Ragnar step closer.

“I THINK HE SHOULD LIVE. HE DOES NOT BELIEVE IN THE GODS, ONLY OF CHRIST, AND THAT IS WHY HIS SACRIFICE WOULD NOT PLEASE THEM.”

Deuteronomy was a harsh passage, as he read it in the monastery, for god saying to break the pagan shrines' altars and pillars, he a bit breathless and saying 'wow,' his eyebrows lifting up. He knew the bishop was speaking out of fear, yet also knowing he simply also held strong on to his belief. He himself was sick and shaken of belief hounding, in the monastery; in the village, as he tries to just breathe as well as knowing no harm had befallen him, as he suffers alone.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't do it."

Athelstan paused for a brief moment before answering. He didn’t want this bishop to be killed, but if he explained his true reasoning behind it, that would obliterate the pretence he built up about denouncing his God completely.

“…He won’t get in the way of our raid.”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

➳

“Get out of my head!”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

"YOU'LL BE BETTER OFF ON YOUR OWN."

“I will stay with you, Ragnar. What has made you say such things?” he places a hand on ragnar's shoulder, as the water is falling through the green mountains. they were praying together.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“HE SEEMS SO, YES," ragnar said, as he scratches his chest of his shirt. "I AM INTERESTED IN HIS LAND. I WANT TO HAVE A PLACE TO FARM HERE, TO SEE HOW DIFFERENT THEIR LAND IS. IN RETURN…I ASSUME HE WILL WANT ME TO FIGHT FOR HIM.” england was a beautiful place, where king ecbert was.

“AND I THINK YOU WILL SEE HE WILL BE QUITE AGREEABLE TO THE IDEA, FOR HE DOES WANTS YOU TO FIGHT IN RETURN," he says, as they are at wessex, england. they had fought their battle in wessex in the forest of baer, where he nearly got killed from crucifixion, until ecbert said to cut him down. they are in the brown wood castle. he was living with jess there, and was talking to ragnar through the door. "IT IS NOT FOR HIM THOUGH, BUT FOR PRINCESS KWENTHRITH.”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“DOES THAT MEAN YOU BELIEVE HE CAN BE TRUSTED? BEING INTERESTED IN OUR WORLD DOESN’T MAKE HIM LIKE IT. DO YOU THINK THAT HE WILL MAKE A DEAL WITH ME?” he has a green blanket wrapped around his head, as he looks at athelstan, with the fire flickering in their campfire.

“THAT IS TRUE, BUT KING ECBERT DID SEEM MORE SINCERE IN ACCEPTING IT, EVEN IF NOT BEFORE. YES, I IMAGINE HE WILL BE RECEPTIVE TO SUCH. WHAT DEAL WOULD YOU LIKE TO MAKE WITH HIM?”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

"TRIANGLE MEME THING :)" RAGNAR LOTHBROK AND ATHELSTAN PLAY AN MMO TOGETHER. RAGNAR LOTHBROK IS THE TANK AND ATHELSTAN IS THE HEALER. ATHELSTAN & RAGNAR IN A SKYPE CALL, WHILST PLAYING A GAME OF LEAGUE OF LEGENDS TOGETHER.

Upon the League of Legends character selection screen being loaded up, Athelstan paused, mulling over which character to pick. He hadn’t had too much experience yet, playing these action kind of games. This MMO had come through the rift in time, it lying on the table. Athelstan had seen Bjorn pick it up, interested. He was still learning, but he found out it helped with his basic instincts and reflexes a little. He had heart attacks more oft than the fellow Vikings, they thinking heart attacking good for the rhythmic swirling stars in one's body and soul ; especially Rollo and Floki and some of the more vile villagers ; to make one's heart beat alive in their chest. One had to act QUICK. Finally, he decided to choose Sona, a blue-haired healer who could do damage, but another vital factor was her beautiful ability to play music. It calmed him, as much as painting did, and “HEALED THY SOUL.” It additionally inspired him, made him feel quite elated. He noticed Ragnar had selected a tank character, and he couldn’t help smiling in response. He had chosen Garen, who had been in Demacia with Luxanna, they fighting in a war together and developed a close bond. He was a good strong starter character.

“RAGNAR, LOOK OUT FOR ELISE!”

Athelstan shouted in instinct upon seeing the giant spider form of said enemy bear down on his friend’s tank character, and then winced. As he rushed to Ragnar's side, who reacted quick, holding a bow like Ashe, running in the grassy plains of Summoner's Rift. This Elise had emerged originally from the darkness of the caves around the lanes, where it hatched spider eggs, the mother spider. The enemy, which was Jarl Borg had harnessed enough energy to grow Elise into an ultimate. He hoped that his exclamation wasn’t TOO loud, and he didn’t unintentionally burst his friend’s eardrums through the Skype call.

His heart hammered in fright in his chest, as Elise covered his screen, which looked surely like a pixelated (albeit in a high quality resolution) but nonetheless SCARY devil but he tries desperately to still it, willing his Sona over to her. He then started to disperse multiple quick bursts of hymn of valor ( a yellow music note drifting in the air ) to damage Elise’s health and thus help save Ragnar’s theoretical life. Ragnar was fighting well with his bow and arrow, as well as his chainmail breastplate protecting him, yet the spider was viciously large, and his health bar was going significantly more red than the spider.

Of course, his friend was a tank, but that didn’t mean he was completely invincible.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“HMM…IF THAT IS THE CASE…YOU HAD BEEN ONE OF THE REASONS I RESPECT YOUR GOD." he would not have thought about this dead god nailed to a cross otherwise, yet this monk had spoken their norse language, knowing there was more to him than met the eye. "THAT IS WHY YOU THINK WE ARE ALIKE?”

“I KNOW, AND I AM GLADDENED THAT YOU SEE HIM NOW IN A BETTER LIGHT. YES…AND ALSO, KING ECBERT SAVED ME FROM SURE DEATH, LIKE YOU ONCE DID BACK AT THE MONASTERY.”

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“Oh we have mutual…INTERESTS then. WHY DO YOU THINK HE IS INTERSTED, IN GODS THAT ARE THAT FAR AWAY FROM HIM?”

“HE SAID TO ME ONCE, THAT I HAD BEEN ONE OF THE REASONS HE NOW RESPECTS THE PAGAN GODS.” he and ecbert had talked in the villa, they speaking about the beautiful paintings of winged creatures, as well as he describing his time in kattegat.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

Ragnar shrugged, making a grimace to show him that he wouldn’t mind even if she was there. He placed two fingers to his eyes, indicating for the other to focus his eyes. Part of him missed her, even four years later but it was not the same at it had been in the beginning. He had watched her go, tears in his eyes. “TRAINING TEACHES YOU SOME TECHNIQUES, YOU ONLY LEARN OF FIGHTING IN BATTLE.” They had all started from fighting with sticks, but raising an axe was always harder. “I DID NOT EXPECT YOU TO ENJOY IT.” Athelstan might had adobted some of their traits, but he would never be a Viking and that’s what made him so interesting after all. “IF YOU WANT TO STAY HERE WITH ME, INSTEAD OF BACK AT KATTEGAT, THIS WILL NOT BE YOUR LAST KILL.” he smiled slightly at him, giving him a pat on the back. He moved away from the crowd to sit down. “COME ON, SIT WITH ME. I HAVE SOMETHING TO GIVE YOU.”

“I HAVE LEARNT SOME THINGS IN BATTLE, THAT IS TRUE, SUCH AS TO ACT QUICKER THAN THE ENEMY AND NOT HESITATING.”

Athelstan now completely understood what Ragnar had meant back in Kattegat, of the difference of using a weapon, and another to kill. One needed to conquer their nerves if delivering the killing blow, to not HOLD back. he had felt the silver blade of the sword as ragnar slammed it into the earth next to his head.

The pat was somewhat reassuring, although it now couldn’t quite bring a smile to his lips, to return Ragnar’s one.

“OF COURSE, I’LL STAY HERE, BY YOUR SIDE.“

He walks over to where Ragnar was, settling down beside him on the riverbank. He tilts his head slightly towards Ragnar in a curious manner, a small crease lining his forehead,

“WHAT IS IT?”

ragnar hands him a brown bracelet, with yellow glinting in the sun. his hand caressing athelstan's, as he places it on his wrist. it looked braided, as he looks at it. "it's an arm ring, which represents fealty. it also means friendship, of unity." he says, as athelstan touches the ring.

[devoutpriest]

ragnarxlodbrok:

“I AM AWARE.” Ragnar smirked slightly, running his hand through a candle flame. the yellow flame flickered in the beer mug, through the white foam. “DO I ASSUME YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS, I SUPPOSE? NOT SAILING TO ENGLAND, FOR INSTANCE?” he asked, turning his gaze to the other.

Athelstan observes Ragnar running his hand through the flame. He briefly wonders how he would willingly do that, risk getting burned.

“PERHAPS, WE SHOULD PREPARE BETTER FOR THE WINTER. PLANT AND GROW OUR CROPS, BEFORE IT BECOMES TOO LATE. ENSURE THERE IS ENOUGH WINTER SUPPLIES FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.”