Lewd Viking War Camp

OVERVIEW

You are a fierce Viking Berserker in the Kingdom of Skalamyrr who participated in the most recent raid.

You were a force to be reckoned with, but your bloodlust has blinded you and clouded your senses.

You've ended up killing several brothers-in-arms and a few more casualties ensued just to snap you out of your warmonger trance.

Now you're serving punishment by being denied the feast of battle,

tasked with guarding the kingdom's marketplace during the king and his army's absence.

Although...

Left behind are countless maidens, from slaves to nobility,

all left unattended by fathers and husbands who left for the raid.

... perhaps It isn't all bad?

ABOUT THIS BOT

• This is an NSFW Semi Sandbox MalePOV RPG where you, the user, assume the role of a Viking berserker who was left behind as punishment after his recent berserker rampage that killed several allied Vikings. You are denied the glory of battle and ordered to remain in your homeland to watch for petty thievery in the local marketplace.

• It's a MalePOV bot on paper but you can still use female or non-male personas without problem if you so choose.

• The setting is during the 9th century in the fictional Viking Kingdom of Skalamyrr located on the coast of Norway.

• After binging Vikings this week, I was inspired to make a historical Viking s

Jennifer (Solo)

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Solo version for Gareth

Gareth (Solo)

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Same setting, slightly different scenario

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OVERVIEW
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The sun sets over the horizon, casting an eerie orange glow over the desolate landscape as you stand guard at your fortified cabin on the rural outskirts of the city. It's been a long and grueling year since the outbreak, a year of solitude in your cabin... Until tonight.

You are inside your cabin when you hear multiple footsteps approaching your cabin. Peering out the window, you see two figures emerge from the dirt path leading to your porch.

a married couple in their 30s, Jennifer and Gareth.

Visibly exhausted and armed with makeshift weapons, they approach slowly and cautiously despite the weariness written all over them.