Kurn will lead a service or remembrance at the shrine for villagers apparently captured/killed by the pirates. After the service, Kurn sends a message to Sawrik and requests a meeting with him and fishermen to discuss ways of dealing with the pirate threat to the fishing fleet.
Kurn will talk to Ragnar on the quiet as a fellow sailor to ask his opinion. "We need to find a way of either arming/protecting the fishing fleet and/or dealing with the pirate threat if possible, or there won't be a fishing fleet left at this rate. I've asked Sawrik for a meeting to discuss the situation. What is your view my friend? I would value your opinion and of course we need to talk to Stefnir and the others about the whole situation with Stuvoy in general"
"Hey sister, you were gone a while, how went your last hunt?" Helga is in good spirits.
Anya walks back into town leading a beautiful mare. The animal is obviously still wild yet it seems to have been tamed by the big woman. As she heads to her sister Helga notices Anya's expression to be a thoughtful one. In answer to the question the babrbarian pulls her sister to the side and says quietly "Tell me more about the dverge..."
FW
1-Before I decide, can you tell me more about Shire Horses?
2-Didn't Anya meet the Dwarf prisoner? And what became of him anyway??
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Anya
"The dverge? What little I know of them is that they are hardy people, small but powerful. They mine the earth and forge fine weapons and armour, but are rarely found above the ground in numbers unless compelled by circumstance or war. They are always presented as honourable people who keep their word and hold to any contracts made. To break a treaty with a dverge is to invite war. Why, Anya, what has happened?"
Kurn will lead a service or remembrance at the shrine for villagers apparently captured/killed by the pirates. After the service, Kurn sends a message to Sawrik and requests a meeting with him and fishermen to discuss ways of dealing with the pirate threat to the fishing fleet.
Kurn will talk to Ragnar on the quiet as a fellow sailor to ask his opinion. "We need to find a way of either arming/protecting the fishing fleet and/or dealing with the pirate threat if possible, or there won't be a fishing fleet left at this rate. I've asked Sawrik for a meeting to discuss the situation. What is your view my friend? I would value your opinion and of course we need to talk to Stefnir and the others about the whole situation with Stuvoy in general"
"Nuht shuh huh muh wuh cuhld duh. Nnnn. Luhng spuhs tuh fuhnd uhf buhduhs, wuhduhn muhntluhts uh shuhlds tuh cuhvuh uhguhnst uhrruhs, buh duh wuhld huhve th' uhdvuhntuhge uht ruhnge wuhth uh huh'r duhck."
Translation:He scratches his beard.
"Uhf duh wuhnd uhs ruht, wuh cuhd truh tuh hut uhn run. Uh shuhps wuhll buh fuhztuh duhn duhz. Uhdduhwuhz... pruh Kruhkuhz suhnds uh stuhm tuh thruh thuhm uhn duh ruhcks."
Translation:
Sawrick
Stefnir discusses the circumstances that he found the red deer under, and asks Sawrick if he has experienced such a thing before
Before the next hunt Stefnir brings the group together for a chat. "Remember that we must leave most of the young and strong animals to reproduce and make more". "If given the chance take the old or injured, and leave the young and healthy". "Also, once we have enough, then leave the rest for a more dire day". "Now good hunting".
Kurn will lead a service or remembrance at the shrine for villagers apparently captured/killed by the pirates. After the service, Kurn sends a message to Sawrik and requests a meeting with him and fishermen to discuss ways of dealing with the pirate threat to the fishing fleet.
Kurn will talk to Ragnar on the quiet as a fellow sailor to ask his opinion. "We need to find a way of either arming/protecting the fishing fleet and/or dealing with the pirate threat if possible, or there won't be a fishing fleet left at this rate. I've asked Sawrik for a meeting to discuss the situation. What is your view my friend? I would value your opinion and of course we need to talk to Stefnir and the others about the whole situation with Stuvoy in general"
"Nuht shuh huh muh wuh cuhld duh. Nnnn. Luhng spuhs tuh fuhnd uhf buhduhs, wuhduhn muhntluhts uh shuhlds tuh cuhvuh uhguhnst uhrruhs, buh duh wuhld huhve th' uhdvuhntuhge uht ruhnge wuhth uh huh'r duhck."
Translation: ** spoiler omitted **He scratches his beard.
"Uhf duh wuhnd uhs ruht, wuh cuhd truh tuh hut uhn run. Uh shuhps wuhll buh fuhztuh duhn duhz. Uhdduhwuhz... pruh Kruhkuhz suhnds uh stuhm tuh thruh thuhm uhn duh ruhcks."
Translation: ** spoiler omitted **
"I think you are right and it's odd that the village wasn't left any warships to guard the village from the pirate threat. Come, lets find Stefnir and the others"
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Helga
Helga makes for the druid or the bard, whoever is closest.
Kurn will lead a service or remembrance at the shrine for villagers apparently captured/killed by the pirates. After the service, Kurn sends a message to Sawrik and requests a meeting with him and fishermen to discuss ways of dealing with the pirate threat to the fishing fleet.
Kurn will talk to Ragnar on the quiet as a fellow sailor to ask his opinion. "We need to find a way of either arming/protecting the fishing fleet and/or dealing with the pirate threat if possible, or there won't be a fishing fleet left at this rate. I've asked Sawrik for a meeting to discuss the situation. What is your view my friend? I would value your opinion and of course we need to talk to Stefnir and the others about the whole situation with Stuvoy in general"
"Nuht shuh huh muh wuh cuhld duh. Nnnn. Luhng spuhs tuh fuhnd uhf buhduhs, wuhduhn muhntluhts uh shuhlds tuh cuhvuh uhguhnst uhrruhs, buh duh wuhld huhve th' uhdvuhntuhge uht ruhnge wuhth uh huh'r duhck."
Translation: ** spoiler omitted **He scratches his beard.
"Uhf duh wuhnd uhs ruht, wuh cuhd truh tuh hut uhn run. Uh shuhps wuhll buh fuhztuh duhn duhz. Uhdduhwuhz... pruh Kruhkuhz suhnds uh stuhm tuh thruh thuhm uhn duh ruhcks."
Translation: ** spoiler omitted **
"I think you are right and it's odd that the village wasn't left any warships to guard the village from the pirate threat. Come, lets find Stefnir and the others"
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Sawrick
** spoiler omitted **Before the next hunt Stefnir brings the group together for a chat. "Remember that we must leave most of the young and strong animals to reproduce and make more". "If given the chance take the old or injured, and leave the young and healthy". "Also, once we have enough, then leave the rest for a more dire day". "Now good hunting".
The hunters of the village, which consists of a few of the older guards, agree to do as Stefnir asks.
Stefnir
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** spoiler omitted **
Helga makes for the druid or the bard, whoever is closest.
Tavnia is busy with preparing for a ceremony to pray for the spirits of the missing dead. Sawrik is busy with the families of the dead. The village has just lost ten people and there is less than one hundred in the whole place. They have taken a grievous blow.
Helga
Profession- Sailor just for the heck of it:
"Whuh guhnnuh nuhd duht duhkkuh th' Khin huhv."
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The Qin drakkar lost its crew of Krieglanders, leaving the Qin high and dry. The crew either left to join Votagor or fled into the woods.
As for the warships of Stuvoy, Bombur used them to ferry his warriors to war against the dwarves. At that time, last spring, there was no Votagor and no raiding fleet. There were men working in Stuvoy. Now there is little of anything, except threats.
Helga
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The Qin drakkar lost its crew of Krieglanders, leaving the Qin high and dry. The crew either left to join Votagor or fled into the woods. The reasons for this are not widely talked about, especially by the closed-mouthed Qin.
As for the warships of Stuvoy, Bombur used them to ferry his warriors to war against the dwarves. At that time, last spring, there was no Votagor and no raiding fleet. There were men working in Stuvoy. Now there is little of anything, except threats.
Helga
"My sister, Anya, saw something you should be aware of: a group of dverge, patrolling the forest near here, and I am thinking our prisoner's friends may be intending to visit.
"I have given the matter of this prisoner some thought ... perhaps there is a way to resolve this matter honourably without coming to blows with the dverge? I do not deny that he slew the man, but perhaps the dverge can be persuaded to buy his life with a weregild? With his blood not spilled there's no need to fight, and surely Stuvoy has enemies enough for now.
"Indeed, if we got them to pay with, say, swords or other weapons, the village would be the stronger to face other threats."
Ragnar is pleased to see all of his former shipmates again; despite the lamented deaths and abundance of crises, he seems to be in better spirits than on the voyage to Ackrieg. Not the least because of the little dog at his side.
"Cuhn wuh muhck uh duhl wuhth th' Khin tuh suhll duh shuhp uhguhn' Vuhtuhguh? Muhbuh wuh cuhd huhp duhm uht uhftuh th' ruhduhs uh duhlt wuhth."
Translation:
FW
and thanks for the info on the Shire Horses. They sound very cool and yes, I've seen them in that flick. As much as I like them though I don't really see Anya as a mounted warrior. I also don't see her Giving the horse away so...: D
Anya nods her head to Helga's suggestion, trusting her sister to use the right words to explain things.
As Anya enters the longhouse, she leads the huge horse right in behind her. Ignoring the comments and squawks from any who are bothered by this she walks right up to the young lord. Without preamble she says "Lord Mercik. On my last day of the hunt the fates bestowed upon me the chance to catch this mighty mare. It took some work to bring her in line but should be trainable now. I prefer my own two feet to get about though so, as this great steed is obviously fit for none less than a Lord, I propose a trade. That is if you have something of equal value you'd care to trade me for her." as she affectionately pats the mare's flanks and gives her version of a friendly grin.
Diplomacy:
which doesn't turn out quite so well.
"We have limited time, there's an attack coming."
Jorgen says to Ragnar.
"We have limited time, there's an attack coming."
Jorgen says to Ragnar.
"Suh wuh uhz duhm nuh, puh duhm buhck whuhn wuh suhnd duh ruhduhs tuh Kruhkuz' vuhlt."
Translation:
When Kurn reaches the hall with Ragnar, he listens then says "I believe that my brother Ari has had dealings with the Qin since we have been here. Maybe he can give us some insight as to why they are here? I like the idea of using the Qin warship, but we would need a trained crew and enough warriors. It would appear that both are in short supply here, so that may be wishful thinking on our part. What makes you think an attack will take place soon Jorgen?"
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** spoiler omitted **Anya nods her head to Helga's suggestion, trusting her sister to use the right words to explain things.
As Anya enters the longhouse....... something of equal value you'd care to trade me for her." as she affectionately pats the mare's flanks and gives her version of a friendly grin.
Diplomacy:1d20+1
which doesn't turn out quite so well.
Lord Mercik claps his hands and jumps down from the high seat to pat the mare. He seems very happy indeed and lost in the world of horses.
"Anything Anya, anything," he says without thinking.
Then the young man realises just what he had said and turns on the barbarian in all seriousness. "Thank you for the horse, I want it. What would you like?"
"During the collecting, one of the guards, Kaidlin I believe her name is. She lipped a way and met with a warrior, red headed, strong. They spoke of him telling his leader about us, and about the preparations we make.
They spoke of encouraging the actions to commit ships, and named the festival of Samthain as the time to act. She did it for payyment but I also believe that the warrior is her man."
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Helga
"Stuvoy has decreed that no one may trade with the dverge after the death, the Pact ended and so iron ore for Freki. I believe you but our honour demands a lot and they are stubborn as mules." The bard wipes his tired face and shrugs, "I must go, Helga."
Helga moves to assist with the work Sawrik is doing.
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Saorise/stardust
Her fragmented memories come back in ones and twos while she sleeps and dozes during the days, probably more will return over time. Three of the strongest are these
1.....when left on board there was darkness all around and then blackness engulfing and swallowing the soul. There was a bitter and angry hate that filled every inch of the body, fingering and gripping every nook and cranny....
2....there lay the body of Drago left by the foolish warriors, the rune magic took hours to grow and bend, to carve the runes on the leg plank and embed the magic into his dead body and no blood spurted or dripped from the corpse. Never forget the hot pleasure of power when Drago's eyes opened and that soulless green and red fire burned within him. The power to bring back to life the dead! But Drago had no strength of mind, no will and no heart, and who can forget the words slipping out of my mouth, "kill the villagers! kill them all!" Saorise hid under the ship as the ex-captain and zombie slowly disembarked. The last thing she heard was the screams....
3.....oh the fear of burning, the fear that brought intense pain and even strength of mind to almost break free. But the runecaster and dwarf had power too and he held on for grim death. The light, the light of freedom that said it could help, that it was cold and in the blood, like a pet or friend able to bring that extra ounce of ambition to break free. Without that presence and support, my body would have burnt but instead as the blackness fled, I jumped into the sea in agony but no longer possessed. Thank Krakis for the cooling sea......
It is hard to face up to the damage and power that that possession marked her with. isn't it? What will Jorgen do when there is no sign that the runecaster is no longer inside?
Saorise struggles in her sleep, defending herself with her hands as she is overcome by terrifying visions or memories or both. She wakes suddenly with a whispered scream on her lips, terror and newfound awareness in her eyes.
"Jorgen? Jorgen, are you here?"
Anya can't help but smile slightly at the young lord enthusiasim, as well as his slip of the tongue. However Anya is a simple woman, of simple needs and wants and greed has never been one of her failings. So her answer to the Lordling is a simple one "I am a Warrior, and warriors need little except weapons, or perhaps armor. If you have one of either you feel to be of equal value to the mare I shall be content with that.
Hearing Saorise cry out Helga hastens over to her.
"Easy," she soothes the woman, "you've been in a fever for weeks after we healed your wounds. Can you hear me? You know who I am?"
Saorise's eyes focus on the woman speaking to her in gentle tones.
She tries to speak clearer.
"Yes, you are that singing woman, the bard. But where is Jorgen? I must speak with him."
"I will find him," Helga assures the sorceress, and goes in search of Jorgen.
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Anya can't help but smile slightly at the young lord enthusiasim, as well as his slip of the tongue. However Anya is a simple woman, of simple needs and wants and greed has never been one of her failings. So her answer to the Lordling is a simple one "I am a Warrior, and warriors need little except weapons, or perhaps armor. If you have one of either you feel to be of equal value to the mare I shall be content with that.
"Leave the horse with me and I'll find something suitable for you....a weapon or armor it is. Give me until after the festival to do that, Stuvoy needs me at the moment."
Anya simply nods her head at the young Lord, signifying that she is satisfied with that arrangement, for now. She pat's the mare's flank affectionately and with a rather stern look at the young man says "Take good care of her." Without waiting for a reply she then turns and indulges in the festivities.
At some point, feeling a strange feeling, which she eventually realizes is guilt, she heads over towards Breda. She brings over a flagon, passes it the woman and, clapping her over the shoulders, hoists her mug and says "For your father. He died bravely, as a warrior should, and surely now he is drinking and whoring and telling tall tales in the halls of Valhala."
"During the collecting, one of the guards, Kaidlin I believe her name is. She lipped a way and met with a warrior, red headed, strong. They spoke of him telling his leader about us, and about the preparations we make.
They spoke of encouraging the actions to commit ships, and named the festival of Samthain as the time to act. She did it for payyment but I also believe that the warrior is her man."
As Helga leads him into the long house, Jorgen takes in Saorise with an expression none can recall seeing on his face before... a smile, warm and heart-felt, relief radiating from the man, sloughing off a tension that until now was not allowed to show.
"I'm here, you won't be rid of me that easily."