The pain from the women's kick racked his body, he felt like sh*t from the recent tiring events and now his body was met with more brutal strikes to his person for a reason he didn't know by a person that he didn't know. `I would understand If I killed your dog but Odin, I don't even remember doing anything to p*** off such a powerful person. . ` He was still struggling to get up, placing one hand after the other while still looking at the woman he assumed just saved his life.
`Thank Odin for a woman like her, The kind ones are so-.` His thoughts were cut short when the women came up to him and delivered a hard kick into his chest pushing him to the ground. From the force of her kick he coughed up blood and felt more pain than ever. . .
He looked up at the girl, her strength was incredible. He now began to prefer the other girl beating him rather than being subjected to a beating by this monster over here.
``Don't get up.`` She said calmly.
``You will answer all my questions.`` She continued after a slight pause, Folke was coughing up more blood which interrupted her 'speech'.
``What is your name?`` She chose to first get familiar with the man before asking the hard hitting questions which would eventually lead to her torturing the poor soul if he chose not to answer properly.
Folke talked through laboured breaths ``I'm Folke.`` He clutched his chest attempting to feel the actual extent of injuries he actually received from the kick, he was getting a worse feeling of pain by the second.
` I swear I'll kill you both! Once I get my system back I'll destroy you and this entire back with flames!` He clenched his fist which was the one he was using to support his upper body up to look at the women right now.
The women displayed a slightly surprised expression when she heard folke's name. .`That name sounds from here.`
`` Where are you from?``
Folke felt his chest and saw that nothing was wrong with it; he still had earlier wounds but those were to be expected; he wanted to know what she did to him. . he felt someone kick him in the side causing his vision to see the sky then the dirt floor.
``Answer general Ase daughter of Flannery!`` The women from before kicked him hard in the side, she was still angry at folke for some reason and found an excuse to beat up on him some more.
Folke coughed up blood onto the ground his previous wounds aggravated by her strike, he began to speak once more ``Garn Village!`` He spat out with unconcealed resentment and pain toward the women who had kicked him.
The woman was reeling her foot back about to kick him once more saying he answered too late, but froze upon hearing his answer `That can't be his resident of the fallen village?` She placed her foot down on the ground and looked at Ase who had her eyes clothes and silent after hearing his response to the question.
Folke had somewhat similar armor to the enemy. . . `His armor was battered and he did also seem to have a viking sword from the report of the commander. He could've taken the armor off the enemies back while regrouping in a fight and fled the village for reinforcements? But that makes no sense there was no sign of a battle ever taking place in the village it looked like they were burnt down inside their houses during a feast and the idea of someone taking armor while in a fight is ridiculous.`
She slowly opened her eyes looking at folke curiously and said ``Do you pray to god?`` She said plainly and with no emotion.
He once again responded in laboured breaths ``I pray to the gods yes. .``
Her suspicions discounted the mysterious raiding party from different lands who didn't know a thing about their culture yet they had just arrived and lost their first battle so it made no sense for them to have enough knowledge about their gods and culture yet.
From her various talks with the men they were very zealous and in one of her experiments with these men she tortured the man to death until he finally admitted that her gods were better than his single god.
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The language of the area had changed some century ago by the first warlord, he imported the language and made the locals learn his language so he could speak to them in his own native tongue.
He didn't bother to learn their language and soon forbade everyone from speaking their own native language. . .and since people in those ages didn't live long the children were quickly taught this new language and the language soon reverted to such.
There were no secrets that the first warlord was from a different continent. This was in fact how the vikings were able to find the place some years ago. The first warlord did not implore his own culture on them like his language; he simply only tweaked a few things about their culture because it was either ineffective or he disliked it. He actually adopted their culture and gods soon after while also making their lives better with a few changes.
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``I see. . .`` Ase looked at the girl who was standing over folke and nodded her head.
The girl picked up folke on one shoulder and began to tug him back to the 'hospital tent'. Ase who was left with her other commanders and guards began to stroll through the area and back to her own tent waving away her guards when they were some steps away from her tent.
Folke was being man handled on the shoulder of the girl who was carrying him with no exact tenderness with no regard to the fact that folke was a tribesman of a burnt down village and also a wounded man with most of his most recent wounds caused by the leader and the girl carrying him.