At the local tavern a wandering friendly dragon asks for a cask of ale, saying his throat is a little dry ...
Wednesday, 16 March 2016
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As they approach they can make out a small jetty and a path leading inland between two strange statues.
A birds eye view would tell them more, but denied this they approach cautiously.
Seeing nothing untoward they moor at the jetty, and move inland.
As Sven and his men pass between the twin statues, a growling dog emerges from the undergrowth, followed by two others.
One leaps, and a man goes down with a dog at his throat, he will not rise again.
Pausing to dress the bite and scratch wounds, and fearful of the madness disease carried but such animals, They read the inscription carved beneath the statues.
It tells that there are more gods than they might know of and to survive they must pay tribute to each of the shrines upon the island.
Moving inland they come across a small house with rounded door and windows, men whisper that it is the home of the Halfpeople of legend.
As the door opens the men stop and huddle fearfully in a poor semblance of a shieldwall.
The door opens fully and out steps a young looking woman dressed in a snake and little else.
Whilst Sven gazes thoughtfully at a circle of standing stones, his shipmaster speaks with the snake lady.
Taking her words to heart, Sven picks a small bunch of yellow flowers and gifts them to the lady.
She thanks him for his courtesy, unusual in one of his race and adds that each temple holds the key to the next, so a widdershins sequence must be followed.
The men move on uphill and come upon a crystal skull resting atop a stone altar, Sven believes this is the gift and places an offering of wild flowers in its place. As he does so he notices an inscription which reads "Five Stones you see, but six there be. Kneel upon the sixth and the earth will yield its secrets.
As they approach, Sven can indeed see that there are only five stones, he approaches the centre of the circle carefully lest his next step set off some awful trap, His men arrayed in a defensive circle of their own, beneath his feet, he feels another stone beneath the turf and kneels to face the northernmost stone. From this position he can just make out a line of Runes, making no sense of them, he decides to copy them for later study, then before he leaves he removes his cloak and leaves it as an offering to the spirit of the stones
From which leap three large hairy apemen.
Svens men form a hasty battleline and roar out their own challenge, which seems to have some effect and the beasts amble off.
Hauling him out and roughly binding the injury Sven decides the island has had enough of he and his men, and decides to return to the boat. The Gods have stopped smiling.
He announces that he will fight their champion, if he loses the contest they must stay on the island forever, unless they can defeat the next arrival. He has been waiting seven long year.
The contest flows back and forth no man able to strike a telling blow, soon both are running with sweat and rivulets of blood.
Ulfric leaps forward again, but slips, is it all over?
There are artifacts to decipher, Tall Tales to be told and Ale and Mead to be quaffed.