Die, accursed Pagan!
[A frantic voice, soft and yet... very familiar. The view of the sudden image is just the sky, minus a few audible thwacks. Oh by the way, the voice is speaking in Old Norse so the accent is off. Some breathing for a few moments, before a small babby (yes, another one) peeks his head into frame. He doesn't seem to notice the device at all, initially.]
That takes care of that! Not bad, though this one put up a little more of a fight.
[He slings an axe over his shoulder, one that's probably the same size as he is. He smiles despite being covered in dust and.. possible monster bits, though his green and black tunic seems to hide most of it. He glances around, before a worried expression shows through.]
The whale's gone! I hope Papa didn't eat it.. it'll just make him sick again!
Come on, we have to find him! He couldn't have gotten far!
[A small white polar bear is briefly seen as the two walk off. Yes, he's about to leave the device behind.]
(ooc: Okay. So. Last babby [from me, anyway]. AU, deaging Canada to, you guessed it, Vinland, THE CUTEST VIKING BABBY EVER. I've been specifically researching
Erik the Red's saga. There isn't much, but I figured... hey, perfect AU material! /wings it forever. Catching up on tags as well, slow but steady wins the race.)