Krimhilde "Kim" Osbjorn

krimhilde is a the daughter of a merchant couple, she was born in a village away from everything. In her early life, the little girl traveled with her parents throught Asgard. 

During a rainy day, the couple was killed during a robbery. Krimhilde managed to escape with one of their horses, she was only 6. They wandered for hours, the little kid was so exhausted that she fell off her horse. She thought she was dreaming. She tought her parents were still alive. She was too young to survive in this cruel world. How could she found a new home ? She wasn't even able to stand up. Her face was covered in mud and tears, her clothes were wet and so cold she couldn't stop shaking. At this moment, the little girl felt like it was her last minutes on Asgard. She was going to die. At least, she was going to see her parents again. She closed her eyes and, a few minutes later, she heard a feminine voice. Krimhilde was too tired to speak, she slowly open her eyes again. A beautiful woman was standing over her, she puts a heavy and warm coat on her before carrying her in her arms. The coat had a weird and familiar smell, was it ... bear fur ? Yes, it definitely bear fur.

"You're going to be fine" whispered the woman " We will take good care of you. You will sleep in a warm bed and have a delicious meal in the morning. I promised I'll be there for you, just stay with me." These were the last things Krimhilde heard before falling into a deep sleep. She felt safe in the arms of this stranger.

Krimhilde wasn't sure how long she had been sleeping, but there was one thing she knew: the woman didn't lie. She was laying in a comfy and warm bed. She finally woke up. As soon as her eyes opened, the boy sitting next to the bed ran outside the room. The little girl had no idea who he was, she didn't even had the time to ask him. 

He came back a few moment later with the beautiful woman. She was carrying all kind of cake. As the young girl sat up in the bed, everyone could hear her stomach rumbling, she was starving. The beautiful woman and the boy couldn't help but laught, Krimhilde's face turned red. The woman put the plate on the girl's thights. "You can eat all you want" said the woman with a smile. Krimhilde hesitated for a few seconds, then she swallowed a cake, then a second one and another one. "Is it good ?" asked the woman. "Yes, thank you ma'am" "Just call me Thalia. What's your name ?" "Krimhilde" Thalia nodded with a smile. The little boy finally introduced himself: he was Nathaniel but everyone called him Nate and he was Thalia's son. He was so happy to have a new friend of his age, the other children of the village stayed away from him. Krimhilde later learned it was because he was the son of a prostitute. The next days, Krimhilde met the other girls (they all were prostitutes and lived together). Thalia became Krimhilde's mom and the other girls also were mother figure, she loved them so much, she wanted to spend her life with them. They gave her a warm home and so much love. They were her "mothers". The bond between the two kids became stronger and stronger over the years past together.

Somehow, Krimhilde managed to have a happy childhood. The memories with her parents were joyful and her life with Nate, Thalia and the girls was full of love. She cherished every moment spent with them.

Four years later, the popular mercenary group in the village came back (Tòra, Seth and Ulrick). They returned to the village at least once a year, this was where they were born and raised until they decided to take the raod. They were Krimhilde and Nate's heroes. They loved to listen their epic stories, Seth always knew how to set the mood, he was the best storyteller.

Evey year, Krimhilde and Nate begged the merenaries to tke them on the road but they always refused, Thalia and the girls didn't want the kids to risk their life at such a young age. But this time, it was different. Thalia agreeded to let them go: they had to learn how to survive in this cruel world. She made them promise they would return home from time to time. She knew they would be in good hands and Tòra would take good care of them. Thalia had a blind trust in the mercenary, even if they took a different path, they still were best friends (they even called themselves "sisters"). 

The goodbye were hard and sad but neither of them regreted this decision. The kids started their long journey, they had to grow up and understand the responsabilities that imply being a mercenary. They learned archery with Seth, hand to hand combat with Tòra and swordfighting with Ulrick. Tòra was very different from Thalia but she quickly got attach to the kids, she had a weird way of showing it, she was their mother figure (even if Thalia would forever be their mom). Ulrick was close to Krimhilde, she was his daughter. He loves Nate too but his bond with the little girl was deeper. Seth was the youngest of the three, the kids saw him more as a brother than a father figure.

From time to time, they would take the kids on the field. It was easy and non-risky contracts but it made the children happy to be a part of the team. Krimhilde and Nate felt like the three adults were hiding something from them but they were too young to understand.

around her 15, Krimhilde was known in a lot of taverns for being a drinker and a good card player. One night, she was playing against a chubby man, his sword was at stake. Apparently, the sword had a long and complex story, but Krimhilde didn't really care about it, she wanted it because it was a perfect and beautiful sword. It was so much better than the one she owned. No one was surprised when she won, once again. The chubby man accused her of cheating, Krimhilde took the sword and threw a few punches on her way out. She was running and could stop laughing: she had a new sword, Nate would be so jealous.

The young woman arrived at her camp. Ulrick was cleaning his sword, Seth was cooking and Nate and Tòra were still training. Ulrick was the first oneto noticed her, he was hearing her laugh since a few minutes. She brandished her sword, victorious "I have a new sword !". Surprised by Kim, Nate took a right punchfrom Tòra. "You have a what now ?!" he asked, a bit stunned. "A new sword !" she said. "Where did you found it ?" asked Ulrick. Krimhilde explained her evening and how she won against the chubby man. "During the game, he told methe sword has a name: Osud." The three old mercenaries exchanged a look. "Do you know what is Osud ?" asked Tòra, "No idea.". "The long lost Osud, the Sword of Destiny, is an enchanted weapon. It was forged by the Dwarves. You have something very powerful in your hands, you better use it wisely" explained Tòra. "You gotta be kidding me ! This drunk mess won a freaking legendary weapon ?!" grumbled Nate. Seth was laughing so hard he could have broke his ribs: "She's a lucky kid, you should know that by now."

Krimhilde looked at Osud, she hadn't taken the sword out of its sheath yet: "Does it have any special power ? Like Mjöllnir ?" asked Krimhilde. "The legend said it depends of the user. In some hands, it has an infinite power and, in other hands, it's just a regular sword." explained Ulrick. She wanted to take it out but she was too tired and drunk. The sword would wait until the morning. They ate together before going to sleep. As every nights since a few month, Nate waited for everyone to be asleep before moving to Krimhilde's side. He laid beside her, he put her hair behind her ear "Are you awake ?" he whispered. "Yes, I was waiting for you". A smile took place on both of their faces. Nate kissed her forehead before taking her in his arms and they fell asleep. Nate was an early bird, he always was the first to be awake, so he knew he would be back at his place before the three mercenaries wake up. They didn't want the older to know something was going on between them. It was their little secret.

In the morning, Krimhilde woke up alone as usual. The mercenaries must have go in town, looking for a newcontract and Nathaniel was probably with them. The young woman didn't even take the time to eat something and grab her sword. She pulled Osud out from its sheath. A few minutes passed and Krimhilde was wondering if she was worthy.

She looked at the blade and she saw a red eye, she almost throw it away, out of surprised. "We will see if you're worthy, WolfLady" said a female voice comingout of the sword. Krimhilde didn't know how to answer. "Wolf Lady ?" She finally asked. "That's how they will call you." "Why ?" "I'm Osud, the spirit of the sword. To you, I will offer my help. You don't need more power, yours are more than enough."A misty shadow went out of the sword and took the form of a wolf. Osud will help her with her wolf form during the battle but Krimhilde was convinced they will become friends and Osud will show up outside of the battles. Suddenly, the young woman wondered if the voice was in her head or if anyone could hear it. She swore she saw the wolf smirked. Was Osud reading her mind ? "Maybe we'll become friends but, for now, I want to see what you're capable of".Osud was definitively in her mind. She couldn't wait to tell everyone about what just happened.

As soon as everyone came back to the camp, Krimhilde couldn’t wait to show them the « true » Osud but the sword didn’t want to show herself. “Heyo can you come back please ? Show yourself.” gentlyasked Kim but nothing happened. Seth ruffled her hair and told her she wasn’t the lucky one with an amused laugh. “But I swear she talked to me !” “Sure kiddo, you drank too much last night” replied Seth. She stomped away from the camp, annoyed. She walked a few hours in the forest. Did she dreamed what happened ? Maybe it was all in her head.

She finally stopped by a river and took of her shoes. She sat on a rock and let her feet soak in the cold water. The sound of the water helped her think. She thought about the sword then, the beautiful face of Thalia appeared in her mind. They hadn’t seen her for two year. Krimhilde missed her. She missed her hugs. She missed the girls and the house. They had a peaceful life back there. The thought of Thalia discovering what was going on between her and Nate turned her face red. She would be happy for them. Krimhilde suddenly wanted to come back home.

After a long time, she realized she was starving. She looked a the sun, it must be 11 or 12 am.  She put her shoes back on and went back to the camp, Osud still on her back. When she arrived, she saw the worst thing that could happened: the camp was under attack. Krimhilde didn’t think twice and pulled the sword out from its sheath. “Finally some action !” screamed Osud in Krimhilde’s head. “You’re talking now ?!” “Just watching. Don’t disappoint me”. The young woman joined the battle. In few minutes, she knocked down two man. “I need some help here !!” yelled Nate. Krimhilde turned around and saw him in the grip of two men. Her blood ran cold. She rushed at one of the men and knocked him down with a few blows of her blade. Nate did the same with the other guy. “Are you okay ?!” asked Krimhilde, worried. “I’m fine now. Thanks for the help.”. They looked around, the others opponents were down, some of them were dead. No one could resist the old mercenaries. They already were packing the stuff they could save. Nate took Krimhilde’s hand and they joined them. Tòra looked at them, her eyes were wide open and filled with fear: “WATCH OUT !”. It was too late.Krimhilde just had the time to push Nate away. They didn’t noticed him earlier, he was playing dead. Theremainingguy rushed his sword into her back. But she felt no pain. A gray wolf went out of the sword and was holding the blade between her fangs. Shocked, no one moved. The wolf eventually broke the blade and tore out the man's throat. Osud looked at Krimhilde which couldn’t talk “You’re welcome.” and then, she disappear. “Was it … Was it the sword ?” Asked Nate still in shocked. Krimhilde nodded. Tòra ran over and hugged Kim tightly. She was filled with fear, some tears ran on her cheeks. Tòra never cries. She was so scared to loose her kids that she lost control of her emotions. When she understood Krimhilde was safe, she hugged Nate.

After their 17, Nate and Krimhilde became notorious mercenaries. Everybody knew what they were capable of. They sometimes took contracts just the two of them, as a team and other time, they were working with the three old mercenaries. Nate and Krimhilde's relationship has taken a new step: they were officially together.As Osud predicted, Krimhilde was known as the Wolf Lady. She liked that nickname, it sounded powerful. Osud and her became more than partners: they were friends. The sword’s spirit couldn’t resist the mercenary’s charms.

On their way to the capital, the mercenaries decided to stop by the kids’ village. It’s been a long time since the last time they took a break to rest. Nate could already hear his mother asking him where he was the past few years and why he didn’t come home as he promised. He was a bit afraid tosee her but he also couldn’t wait to hug her again. And then, he though about what she would think about him and Krimhilde being a thing. Would Thalia be okay with that ? She raised her as her own daughter but these two never seen each other as siblings. “Only a few hours and we’re finally home !” said Krimhilde filled with joy, hugging Nate by surprise. He smiled at her, she was so joyful and full of energy it warmed his heart.

Their arrival at the village were announced by the children and the elder. Krimhilde could hear some kids whispered “She’s the Wolf Lady” as she passed by. It made her smile. Ulrick put his hand on her shoulder “How it feels to be acelebrity in your village ?” he asked. “Amazing !”.  They arrived at the house, they took the outside stairs to the second floor. A bit anxious, Nathaniel knocked at the door. The door opened on a well known woman: Hera, she was one of the girls. It took her a few seconds to realized who they were then, she hugged both Krimhilde and Nate “I can’t believe you’re finally back ! We were so worried about you two ! Come in, come in”. The mercenaries stepped in the house. Most of the girls were working, only two of them were in the living room. They were as happy as Hera to see the kids again.

Hera finally called Thalia, telling her they had visitors.The two kid’s hearts began to speed up. Would Thalia be mad at them ? Would she recognized them ? Seth wrapped his arms around their shoulders “Afraid to be yelling at by your mom ?” he asked with an amused smile. “Get lost” replied Krimhilde. Seth laughed and let them alone. Thalia finally entered the room. She was as beautiful as they remembered. As soon as she saw her two children, her eyes filled with tears. Instinctively, they went to embrace her, they started to cry too. They missed their mother so much. “You’re alive” whispered Thalia “Thanks goodness you’re still alive” she said again. She took the time tohold and admired their faces. She notices a scar on Nate’s left eye. Krimhilde’s face hadn’t change a lot, Thalia could tell she'd been through a lot, but she still has that sparklein her eyes. When the three of them calmed down, Thalia went to greet the three mercenaries, she gave them each a hug but Tòra had a longer one.The mercenaries found an excuse to let the little family alone.

“I want you two to explain to me what happened during these past four years. I want to know every details.” declared Thalia. They explained everything: their training, their first jobs with Tòra, Ulrick and Seth, they first solo contact, how Krimhilde obtained her sword and her nickname. They told Thalia they missed her a lot and thought about her every day. The woman hold their hand, saying she missed them and that she was happy everything was going well for them. Nathaniel and Krimhilde exchange a look, Thalia immediately knew they were hiding something “What aren’t you telling me ?” “Nothing !” replied Krimhilde, her face was turning red. “Nathaniel” said Thalia “What are you two hiding ?”. Her eyes passed from Krimhilde’s red face to Nate’s red face and then, she understood. “Oooooh” she said with a smirk “you two are a thing now.” “Are you mad ?” Asked Nate “Mad ? Why ? You are two grown adults, you are able to make your own choice. In fact, I’m happy for you” “Really ?!” said Krimhilde and Nate. “Yes ! Just wait a minute” Thalia turned around and yelled: “OY Hera ! I won the bet !”. The couple looked at each other: “You bet on our relationship ?” ‘Yes, after you left, the last time we saw you. Instead of thinking about … Dark things, we decided to talk about your future and I told the girls you were meant to be together. We kinda planned your wedding.” The two young people laughed so hard, they never thought the girls and Thalia would do that.

The night of the same day, Thalia organized a big dinner with the girls and the mercenaries. They talked about their travel, the village, what they were going to do. The mercenaries next step was the capital. They heard a big contract was there. Thalia couldn’t help but told them to be careful.

They stayed a few days in the village, Tòra catch up with her family and Thalia, Seth And Ulrick took time to relax and Krimhilde and Nate enjoyed spending time with their family. When they finally hit the road, the goodbye were so hard, the kids didn’t want to leave but, at the same time, they had a life now and they liked it. They hugged Thalia  tightly and promised her to come back more often, even if she knew they wouldn’t keep that promise she wanted to believe them.

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