13-04-2025, 07:00 PM
Outskirts of Tårnbæk, in the countryside town of Valholm, Davostag – 20 January 5634
"W-what...the...hell...", Erik Greger is standing urgently in front of the television in the living room. His thick brownish blonde hair a mess and his green eyes wide-open in shock. Unable to get a word out, trying to comprehend what's happening. Another man walks back and forth at the other side of the room, with greying brown hair, trying to call someone.
A girl around 16 years old, pretty, blonde hair in a bob cut, wearing a dark-grey shirt with a black skirt, is sitting on the sofa trying to understand what's happening. "Erik? Isn't mother there?" Without a response she hastily stands up, "Erik!"
Erik turns to her, trying to keep his calm. "Yeah... t-though I'm sure she's okay... yeah, no need to worry Greta"
Greta's blue-green eyes is filled with tears. "I...can't...I can't do this, Erik! First dad, and now...now m-mom..."
Erik swiftly walks up to her and wraps his arms around her. "You know mom, she can manage." Greta wipes her tears, nods and keep holding on to her brother.
The man, Erik and Greta's uncle, Ivar Troelsson, turns to them. "Kids. I just got a hold of Jäger. Your mother is alright, but it seems that they've been forced out of Kivonia. He said that if it they are completely routed that they intend on regrouping in Tyrhem."
Erik let's go of Greta, looks at the television one more time and turns around walking away with determined steps.
"What are you doing Erik?", Ivar asks in confusion. Erik stops in his tracks. Greta watches unsure what's going on.
Erik looks at him, "Uncle, I want you to keep Greta safe", he then turns to her, "I am going to Tyrhem"
"NO!" she exclaims in horror, "Please brother!". She clumsily jumps forward grabbing him tightly around his waist. Pleading, her tears flowing. "Please don't! I don't want to lose you too! I promise to leave the youth party! Just...p-ple-" she tries to get her words out as she is unable to control her weeping "...please, stay... a-as you promised".
Just standing there in silence, Erik looks at Ivar. "Uncle", is all he says.
Ivar curses to himself, he then walks up to them, grabs Greta by the shoulders. As he looks up, tears flowing, confused, she is filled with panic as he realizes what's happening. Erik doesn't say anything, he just forces himself out of her grip, with their uncle holding her in place. She attempts to rush to him, but the pain of having lost her father just days before, her fear in losing her mother and her panic for what her brother is doing causes her to waste the remaining energy she has. She simply falls down, sitting akwardely on the floor, sobbing as she looks at her brother open the front door. He looks at her, "We'll be back soon, don't worry", he says as he leaves and closes the door behind him.
"W-what...the...hell...", Erik Greger is standing urgently in front of the television in the living room. His thick brownish blonde hair a mess and his green eyes wide-open in shock. Unable to get a word out, trying to comprehend what's happening. Another man walks back and forth at the other side of the room, with greying brown hair, trying to call someone.
A girl around 16 years old, pretty, blonde hair in a bob cut, wearing a dark-grey shirt with a black skirt, is sitting on the sofa trying to understand what's happening. "Erik? Isn't mother there?" Without a response she hastily stands up, "Erik!"
Erik turns to her, trying to keep his calm. "Yeah... t-though I'm sure she's okay... yeah, no need to worry Greta"
Greta's blue-green eyes is filled with tears. "I...can't...I can't do this, Erik! First dad, and now...now m-mom..."
Erik swiftly walks up to her and wraps his arms around her. "You know mom, she can manage." Greta wipes her tears, nods and keep holding on to her brother.
The man, Erik and Greta's uncle, Ivar Troelsson, turns to them. "Kids. I just got a hold of Jäger. Your mother is alright, but it seems that they've been forced out of Kivonia. He said that if it they are completely routed that they intend on regrouping in Tyrhem."
Erik let's go of Greta, looks at the television one more time and turns around walking away with determined steps.
"What are you doing Erik?", Ivar asks in confusion. Erik stops in his tracks. Greta watches unsure what's going on.
Erik looks at him, "Uncle, I want you to keep Greta safe", he then turns to her, "I am going to Tyrhem"
"NO!" she exclaims in horror, "Please brother!". She clumsily jumps forward grabbing him tightly around his waist. Pleading, her tears flowing. "Please don't! I don't want to lose you too! I promise to leave the youth party! Just...p-ple-" she tries to get her words out as she is unable to control her weeping "...please, stay... a-as you promised".
Just standing there in silence, Erik looks at Ivar. "Uncle", is all he says.
Ivar curses to himself, he then walks up to them, grabs Greta by the shoulders. As he looks up, tears flowing, confused, she is filled with panic as he realizes what's happening. Erik doesn't say anything, he just forces himself out of her grip, with their uncle holding her in place. She attempts to rush to him, but the pain of having lost her father just days before, her fear in losing her mother and her panic for what her brother is doing causes her to waste the remaining energy she has. She simply falls down, sitting akwardely on the floor, sobbing as she looks at her brother open the front door. He looks at her, "We'll be back soon, don't worry", he says as he leaves and closes the door behind him.