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Category: Einarr Stigandersen
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Afterword
Alfvin – The firstborn son of Einarr and Runa. He is a slender child from a young age, and his father elects to train him primarily in the spear and the staff. As Einarr promised, at the age of eight he leaves his father’s Hold and travels to Attilsund to study runes and divination under […]
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14.38 – Denouement
Author’s Note: Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa. This should have been posted months ago. Between March and June of this year, we moved twice – once halfway around the world – and when I wasn’t actively involved in packing/unpacking, I suddenly had the Young Master at home all the time, rather than at […]
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14.37 – Arrangements
Author’s Note: Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa. This should have been posted months ago. Between March and June of this year, we moved twice – once halfway around the world – and when I wasn’t actively involved in packing/unpacking, I suddenly had the Young Master at home all the time, rather than at […]
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14.36 – Eydri
Author’s Note: Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa. This should have been posted months ago. Between March and June of this year, we moved twice – once halfway around the world – and when I wasn’t actively involved in packing/unpacking, I suddenly had the Young Master at home all the time, rather than at […]
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14.35 – Frenzy
Author’s Note: Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa. This should have been posted months ago. Between March and June of this year, we moved twice – once halfway around the world – and when I wasn’t actively involved in packing/unpacking, I suddenly had the Young Master at home all the time, rather than at […]
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Two Weeks Running
Hi all. Many apologies, especially since this is two weeks in a row. Our regularly scheduled chapter of Einarr and the Razing of the North will be delayed. My family and I are in the process of returning to the mainland US from the territories, and, not to put too fine a point on it, […]
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14.34 – Before Dawn
Einarr dove into a column of benches and kept low, counting on their shelter to at least keep himself from being squeezed to death. It could still crush him, right along with the benches, of course, but some cover was better than no cover here. Naudrek was right behind him. “So once we get to […]
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No post today. Post on Tuesday.
Hi all. Many apologies. Our regularly scheduled chapter of Einarr and the Razing of the North will instead be delayed until the normal time next Tuesday. My family and I are in the process of returning to the mainland US from the territories, and the time I would have ordinarily spent writing tonight was instead […]
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14.33 – Shattered
As one, the six men rushed for the flesh puppet that had been the high priest of the demigod. In rapid succession their blades slashed through his body, and the flesh puppet fell to the vines beneath their feet, in enough pieces that it was hard to tell he had once been human. The energy […]
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14.32 – Fire on the Waves
Stigander stood in the center of the Vidofnir’s deck, his hands pressed against his knees, as he caught his breath. Behind him, Reki sang a Song of Healing, and although he was not terribly wounded he felt the innumberable cuts and strains of a hard-fought battle mending. He had fallen back with Bardr over his […]
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