To The Nine Worlds (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

"One of us should, at least," Thorgr replies with a grin.

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As everyone finishes eating she clears her throat, "So...ummm...we needed to tell all of you something...kinda important. Thorgr and I have been doing some talking and....well....last night he asked me to marry him and I...said yes. He's the father of our child, I love him, and I know he loves me too. So...we were hoping to find a Cleric this morning that could perform the ceremony for us?" She asks with a hopeful glance at Bruldora.

Thorgr merely keeps a goofy grin on his face.

"Oh, wow," Jerrica says. "Congratulations."

"How wonderful!" Bruldora exclaims. "I do know a cleric. I can take you to her whenever you are ready."

Looking at her friends she says, "I know this may seem a bit sudden...but with everything going on and seeing how we're already pretty much a couple anyways...I didn't see the point in postponing it. I guess we're ready as soon as everyone is done eating?" She looks around the table, "It would mean a lot to us if you would all come with us and be our witnesses." She says, her eyes getting a little watery.

"That's wonderful!" Sig says grinning broadly. "Of course we'll be there!"

Dagmarr gives the couple a warm smile. "I'd be honored to bear witness to your union."

Wiping the happy tears off her face with her napkin she gets up and gives all of them a hug one at a time. Taking a breath she says, "Okay...I guess I need to go wash my face then. I'll be back in a little bit." She felt so blessed to be surrounded by such good friends....well....she guessed they were more than just friends now, Sig, Jerrica, and even Dagmarr were more like family to her than just friends.

Smiling to herself she goes to the washroom to clean up her face and uses a little magic to fix her hair, the soft ringlets framing her face while the rest of it goes back in a pretty braid. She also adds a touch of color to her cheeks and lips. Taking a deep breath she closes her eyes and imagines herself in a long light blue dress that fits her well, but not too tight, and ties in the back with long sleeves. The dress fits snugly around her mid section, while the skirt flares out a bit. The dress is simple but sweet looking and goes well enough with her boots. Taking a deep breath she lets it out slowly before opening her eyes and appraising her work. Giving a slight nod of her head she goes back to the others, "Okay...I guess I'm ready now." She says, sounding a bit nervous and extremely happy at the same time.

"Let's go find us a cleric then."

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Before going to him she steps over to where Bruldora stands and gives her a slight hug. Stepping back she says, "I...I'm sorry if I seemed...standoffish....or moody. You're a wonderful host and hostess and we really appreciate your hospitality. Thank you for your warmth and kindness and for....for...well, just everything and taking us to see a cleric so we can affirm in public what is already in our hearts." Taking a breath she then turns towards Thorgr and the rest as she holds out her hand for his, "Alright...now I'm really really ready." She says with a nervous happy laugh.

"You look beautiful," Thorgr says. "I'm sorry that I'm not as dressed up for you."

Bruldora simply smiles. "I know it is difficult to stay here when you're used to sunlight and such. You are welcome nevertheless."

Stretching up on her tip toes she just smiles as she lays her hand gently on his cheek before kissing him softly. Leaning back slightly her smile gets a little bigger, "Thank you my love and don't worry about anything. I can help with that." As they stand there she closes her eyes and concentrates on his hair and face first. Running her hands over his head of beautiful hair, it immediately become smooth and free of tangles as it twists into several braids, going over his face she trims his facial hair while braiding his beard into three separate braids. Moving her hands down his chest, his shirt changes to a deep gold color, while his breeches and cloak change to black while taking all the wrinkles and dirt off them. His boots turn black and get a nice a shine to them as he is enveloped in the scent of fresh pine.

Opening her eyes, they radiate joy as she beholds her love. Giving him another kiss on the cheek she giggles, "We really need to get going now, this will just last for about an hour....but I want you to know....it is your heart and soul I love, not your clothes." Her smile trembles only momentarily before she kisses him again.

Looking over at Bruldora she nods, "Thank you. So, about this Cleric..." She just smiles.

Sig grins. "You look every bit the noble warrior, Thorgr."

She just giggles before grinning, "Oh yes....yes he does, but that's because he is one." She says, her tone one of absolute adoration and love as she ends on a little sigh.

Thorgr smiles at his soon-to-be wife. "I'm only as good as the woman who stands by my side."

Bruldora leads the group toward the river and stops at a simple chapel. Walking inside, you can see tapestries of many different gods. "Hjulnar, are you here?"

A male dwarf with silver hair and thick robes of red, green and gold walks out of the back. "Bruldora? What brings you by?"

"I have some guests and these two would like to be married," Bruldora says, gesturing at Thorgr and Frostine.

Hjulnar approaches the couple and seems to appraise them. "Mmhmm. Are you two certain you would like to be married? You two look quite young to be settling down."

Thorgr looks into Hjulnar's eyes. "I am as certain as I have ever been in my life. I love Frostine and want nothing more than to spend my life with her."

Likewise Frostine looks into Hjulnar's eyes and says in the most serious voice that anyone has ever heard from her so far, "I as well know that Thorgr is the one above all others that I wish to be mine. He is the other half of my soul and the very air that I breath. I could no more go without him than I could go without nourishment for my body. I love him for all that he is....with all that I am."

Ever the lover of a romantic tale, Sig finds herself becoming misty eyed as the two declare their love.

Dagmarr smiles quietly.

Looking back at the Cleric after gazing lovingly into Thorgr's eyes she says, "Besides, there is life already growing within me and....I just couldn't imagine having this baby without having Thorgr by my side as my husband."

The dwarf nods. "Alright, come up to the altar."

He gestures toward Bruldora, Jerrica, Sig and Dagmarr. "You four stand behind them."

Smiling up at her love she takes his hand and goes up to the altar as directed.

Thorgr follows Hjulnar.

Jerrica follows after the bride and groom.

Hjulnar moves behind the pulpit and opens the tome sitting on it. "Your love and devotion is apparent to me, your witnesses and the gods above and below. You come before the gods in earnest today to bind your love in the sanctity of marriage. If your hearts are true, you forge your love in steel so that your bond cannot be broken by mortal hands or rusted by the ravages of time. No longer will you journey separately, but together forever."

He turns to Thorgr. "Do you take this woman to be your wife until your dying day? Do you pledge to stand beside her, to spurn all temptation and to support her in good times and in lean times? Will you be a man of honor and provide for your family, defend them and uplift them even if no one else will?"

"Frostine shall be my wife until I no longer draw breath," Thorgr answers firmly. "I will not stray, I will not forsake her or my family. I will always be an honorable man even if there is no benefit in it."

"So you speak, so shall it be. Shame upon your name eternally should you break your vows," Hjulnar says with a nod and then turns to Frostine. "Do you take this man to be your husband until your dying day? Do you pledge to stand beside him, to spurn all temptation and to support him in good and lean times? Will you be a woman of honor and reprimand your husband should he blemish his name, strive to never be his lesser and teach your children to be honorable and just?"

"Thorgr will be my husband until I draw my last breath." She affirms as well, "I take him and no other from this day forward he is my one and only. I will not forsake my family, even if we have nothing but each other and our children. I will stand by him and support him, even if there is no benefit in it for me. I shall remain strong and uphold my husband to be faithful and true to his word. We will raise our children through discipline and love so that they will grow to be honorable, just, wise, and kind."

"So you speak, so shall it be. Shame upon your name eternally should you break your vows," Hjulnar repeats. "By the power granted to me by Woden, All-Father of the Gods, I pronounce you husband and wife. May your days be long and your love eternal. Seal your bond with a kiss."

Thorgr takes Frostine in his arms. "I love you, Mrs. Finnisson."

He then gives her a loving, but polite kiss.

After returning the kiss with a little more passion she swoons slightly before wrapping her arms around him and looking lovingly up into his face, "I love you always, Mr. Finnisson." She says, her voice thick with emotion.

She wipes her eyes before looking at the Bruldora and the others, "Well...we already had breakfast, so what should we do now?"

"Celebrate, I guess," Jerrica says with a smile.

Frostine returns the smile,l "So, where should we go? The tavern?"

"Unless Bruldora has any other suggestions," Thorgr replies.

The dwarf smiles. "The tavern is a fine idea. However, I will prepare a surprise for you two for when you're done celebrating."

She nods and gives Bruldora a hug before pulling back and smiling at the other woman, "Thank you so much Bruldora, for everything." She takes Thorgr's hand, "Let's go to the tavern then."

Thorgr leads the way to the tavern.

Jerrica leans against Sig as they head to the tavern. "Happen to have a happy song to sing for the happy couple?"

"I can think of a few." Sig replies with a smile, slipping her arm around Jerrica's waist. Once at the tavern, the skald produces her hand-drum, and settles in as the festivities begin starting a series of uplifting and joyous songs.

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"That's pretty good," Jerrica remarks as she calls a server over to bring some refreshments.

Frostine nods in agreement as she gives the Skald a smile, "That was very beautiful Sig, thank you. Thank you all for being with us today to celebrate and thank you for just being a part of our lives."

The dwarven server comes by with a pitcher of ale and another of lemonade. She sets some tankards on the table.

Frostine thanks the server before sighing a little and pouring herself some lemonade, "So...what would everyone like?" She asks them, her friends, her family. She never dreamed getting on that boat would lead to so many wonderful things.

"A lemonade, love," Thorgr answers.

"An ale," Jerrica says.

"Ale is good for me as well," Sig says with a grin.

"I'll have a lemonade, thanks." Dagmarr replies.