<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Freya Ostergaard</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">Valkyr of Oferta</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/ccaf9432-fce0-46a6-9413-fe8e3154daee_zps4ea8bea9.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Freya knew that Felix was angry about her but should she worry about his feelings? Little boys had to go through pain to turn into men. And judging by his actions so far, Felix had to go through a lot of pain then.<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>“Freya, you know that I respect you deeply and I am very grateful for all of your assistance. I know you hate Southerners, I hate them, too...”</span><br/><br/>Freya spat to the ground. That it was flying right past Sir Felix leg was well aimed. Respect? What did that boy know about respect? And what did he know about her hate?<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Boy, you know not a lot about me. I don't hate Southeners in special, I hate people. People treated me bad, not Southeners. That most of those people were Southeners too is just some coincidence. There were no others around. If you respect me then you have not understood the concept of respect. You are grateful, yes. Because we saved your ass. You may even find us interesting. Or you may dream of fucking me, as I am such a strong woman. But all that has nothing to do with respect. Respect has to be earned and neither I nor my people did anything yet to earn your respect. Because we did, what we always do. We attacked some people. This time at your side, which helped us. But don't believe that it is a soft pillow to lay on. My folk is hungry, hungry for fights, hungry for war, hungry for land, hungry for something to eat. Yes, there is still Riace between us and you, Felix. But don't believe that it will be always between us. And then you have to be careful. The wild folks are fickle. We side with those who help us in the short run. We don't marry them."</span><br/><br/>Freya liked the slightly shocked expression in Felix face. Did he really believe he was their ally from now on forever? Could anyone be so naive? The wild folks followed only the strong leaders. If they were outmastered, then they followed the other one. Freya would only lead her people, if she gave them what they graved for. And that was fights and blood. She had too, because in their religion only those dying in a battle went to Walhalla.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You really believed that this ally would last forever, Felix? Boy, you have to learn a lot about the wild folks.”</span></div>