You sit on the wall, seperating the pictish from the romans, near the forest. You look over the wall to the pictish lands, wishing you weren't the enemy as the land is so beautiful. It took you so long to sneak over here, you hope nothing goes wrong. Soon Freja walks in your direction as she scouts the wall. She sees you and walks towards you, gripping her battle axe tightly. Who are you?
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