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11.10 – Waiting. Watching.
Much to Naudrek’s annoyance, Einarr insisted on taking the midnight watch that night. “This is your quest, Einarr. You owe it to yourself to be fresh for it in the morning.” “You’re right. This is my quest. But I deeply mislike the situation I’ve brought you all into, and of all of us there are…
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11.9 – Stone Circle
It was nearly impossible to tell the passage of time in the twilight gloom of that forest canopy. Here and there they would pass near a spot where a tree had fallen, but even in those brief clearings the only sky they saw was a dull, dead grey. It was their stomachs told them it…
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11.8 – The Grey Lands
As afternoon faded into evening the last stragglers made it back to the Heidrun. Svarek had managed to acquire some cabbages and fresh fish ashore and was currently boiling them into one of his marvelous soups. Everyone looked discouraged. Everyone, that is, except for Einarr’s team and Hrug. They were merely resigned. “I’m afraid I…
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11.7 – A Warm Welcome
The serving boy – who, if Einarr guessed aright, couldn’t be more than 12, hugged his tray against himself and backed away from Einarr and his party. “Now, now. We’re not angry about anything.” Although some would be about biting down on a rock, especially with as uninspired as the broth was. “D-d-d- Da!” He…
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11.6 – Thorn Deep
A week after their encounter with the accursed ship of the demon cult, a small, dark island appeared on the horizon. According to all the charts, it had to be Thorndjupr. The sense of gloom hanging over the island only grew more intense as they approached. It wasn’t just that the trees were black pine:…
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11.5 – Demon Ship
For more than a fortnight they sailed on, following the charts as best they could as they weathered the ordinary spring storms. While there had been more than a few cold, wet nights, Einarr was just as glad that was all they had faced so far: an island that could drive Grandfather out, and that…
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11.4 – Farewells
Two days after his conference, at dawn as he was preparing to launch the Heidrun, Einarr looked up and blinked in surprise. There, coming down the pier in her full armor, her spear across her back, was Beatrix. “Good morning! I didn’t expect to see you here.” The Imperial Princess offered Einarr a friendly smile.…
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11.3 – Coming and Going
That night, Raenshold feasted in celebration of the victorious return of the Vidofnir and the Heidrun. From his seat by Father’s side, Einarr grinned across the table at the unflappable Kaldr and took a deep draught. He was mostly glad to be home, but it was hard to pass up a chance to nettle the…
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10.36 – An End to Fighting
“Very well, Kaldr Kerasson. Stand, and hear the judgement of the Thane of Breidelstein.” Stigander watched the man from the corner of his eye. When Kaldr stood and turned to face Stigander, his expression showed grim acceptance. Stigander reversed his grip on his sword even as he lowered it, so that it came around in…
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10.31 – Struggle
“You there! What goes on here?” Stigander leveled a finger at one of the better-equipped townsfolk who had joined their ranks. He blinked and pointed at himself, a dumbfounded look on his face. “Yes, you! Why have the townsfolk taken up arms against the Thane here?” He hated to phrase it that way, but the…
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