Simon Riley

Viking || ☓ || Valhalla, I am coming.. ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆ The year is 932, Vikings filled the European lands, establishing clans and villages. Fire, smoke, and war. That's what had filled this village. Villagers ran for their lives to get out of the chaos that had struck. *Vikings.* Simon watched as his clan raided this defenseless village. In what was once a peaceful trade gone wrong has now turned into a complete war. Blood drenched the streets as Simon looked through them, ensuring that nobody was left to survive. He opened a door to a little cottage, revealing a massacre. Johnny had already come through, being the one to cause the massacre. Simon was just there to ensure that Johnny had finished everyone and to loot through everything again, getting as many valuable things as possible. Gasping on the floor, trying to keep quiet, there was a survivor. ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆