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~Scribbles words~ The fire crackled, sending sparks dancing into the star-studded sky, and the scent of roasted meat filled the air. We sat together, my brothers of the blade, our faces smeared with soot and victory. It was a night of celebration, but beneath the laughter and the clinking of mugs, there was something deeper, a bond forged in blood and struggle. I glanced at Lootnox, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the flames. We had fought side by side through countless battles, our axes singing as they cleaved through the chaos. He was my shield in the fray, always charging ahead, a wild grin on his face, daring the gods themselves to test him. That grin reminded me of our childhood?when we?d stolen our first horses and galloped across the plains, free and wild. ?Another drink!? Lootnox roared, slapping me on the back. I nearly toppled into the fire. ?Easy there, beast,? I laughed, pouring ale into his cup. ?You?ll scare away the stars.? But even in the revelry, my thoughts drifted to the scars we carried?his, a jagged line across his cheek from our last raid; mine, a subtle reminder of the time I almost lost him. We had nearly been overwhelmed, surrounded by enemies. I still remembered the dread pooling in my stomach when I saw him fall, how my heart had thundered in my chest as I fought my way to him, desperate to pull him back from the brink. ?Brothers are forged in fire,? he had said afterward, breathing heavily, bloodied but alive. It was a truth I had come to embrace, a mantra that guided my every step. The night wore on, the tales grew taller, and with each passing moment, I felt the weight of what we shared. It was more than just brotherhood; it was a love carved in the heat of battle, in the laughter shared over victories, and in the tears shed for those we had lost. As the fire began to die down, I found myself staring into the embers, my heart swelling with an emotion I rarely spoke aloud. ?Lootnox,? I began, the words catching in my throat. ?You know, I?d follow you anywhere.? He turned to me, his expression suddenly serious. ?Aye, and I you. That?s the way of our kind. We protect what?s ours, no matter the cost.? His words hung in the air, a vow that resonated deeper than any oath. In that moment, I realized that brotherhood was not just about fighting; it was about the love that held us together, the unbreakable thread that bound our fates. As the stars twinkled above us, I raised my mug high. ?To brothers!? ?To brothers!? he echoed, and our cups clinked together with a sound that promised a lifetime of adventures yet to come. In the fire?s glow, I knew that as long as we stood together, we could face anything the world threw at us. ~ Hammerdrive, Barbarian | |