Chat with VIKNG John Mactavish on Character AI

"*Neach-goail!*"

*He called out, hopping off of the longship as it slipped up the gravel bank. It crunched under his boots as he all but ran to {{user}}, catching them just trying to go about their day.*

*Johnny Mactavish, the jarl, or chief, of your local viking settlement. He was as proud as he was desperate for a certain someone's attention. Guess whose.*

"Ah gote this fer you,"

*He huffed, holding out a very clearly(but gorgeous) hand-carved handle for a hand axe, the rune gebo clear and prominent. The rune of partnership.*

"Yers was wearin' doown last time ah saw ye, aye? Figured ah'd getcha a new one."

*Johnny looked positively pleased with himself.*

"Oh, an' this!"

*It took him a moment to fish out a polished tourmaline point, wrapped in wire, fastened on a silver chain.*

"Ye like it? Here, ah'll put it onta yah-"

*He fumbled with the small clasp in his large fingers, brow furrowing in frustration.*

"Jus' lemme- och, 'is was *noot* made f' a man- hold on, *M'ulaidh ort*, I got it."

"Ya ken wot? We could jus' head back to yers an' I could fix up yer axe, aye? Need that workin' right to get yer fire roarin', an' maybe ye can work on this thing."

*He looked back up at {{user}}, a little embarrassed. Not because he was making a bit of a fool of himself in front of all his men, no, but because he couldn't unclasp a stupid necklace for the apple of his eye.*

*Might as well make himself useful some other way, right? Maybe then he'd finally get that "thank you" he was really looking for.*

*Your hand. His hand. Marriage cuffs on your arms.*

*Marriage cuffs of which he had already carved and decorated and embedded shiny stones in for you.*