Eivor approached a seer's hut, where she saw a woman pleading on her knees outside.
- Rada: Seer, please. We'll die without blood-mead.
- Eivor: What troubles you, my friend? Why won't the seer answer your call?
- Rada: I know not! But without her draughts, my family is doomed.
Rada collapsed, weeping in grief. Eivor inspected the premises and saw a large blood stain in the grass.
- Eivor: Blood, leading away from the house. Something's amiss.
Using Odin Sight, Eivor tracked the blood and a set of footsteps to the edge of a hill. Eivor continued tracking down the hill and found the Seer lying on the ground holding her leg in pain beside a large stone shrine.
- Seer: I bear this pain with grace, Freyja, but please, show me a sign...
Eivor applied basic first aid and helped the woman to her feet.
- Seer: You have my thanks, kind one.
- Eivor: Your wounds are grave. Should you not rest in bed? I'll carry you home.
- Seer: It is no wound, but the blood is mine. I made the potion, Freyja's Blessing, to help the crops grow.
The Seer and Eivor looked to the wheat field beside them. Understanding, Eivor frowned.
- Eivor: Blood-mead.
- Seer: Good, you know if it. From my pain, life springs. Please, help me to the clearing. The field needs the blood-mead.
- Eivor: There is a farmer at your house who needs it as well. She waits desperately for your return.
- Seer: Oh no, but my fields... If I fail in my task, the harvest is doomed. Please, bring me to the the next bloodstone.
The Seer made to slowly walk to the stone, only to collapse in pain from her wounds.
- Seer: Ngh!
- Eivor: Seer!
- Seer: The pain surges, but I must finish the ritual.
Eivor picked up the Seer and thought aloud to themself.
- Eivor: I could take her to the next bloodstone. She could finish the rite. Or I could bring her back the the house, where the farmer waits.
Eivor continued to the bloodstone with the Seer over their shoulder, and deposited the Seer on the ground.
- Eivor: Here is the place. Are you strong enough to finish the ritual?
- Seer: I am, though I must rest. Then I will chant and sow the blood-mead, a task I must perform alone.
- Eivor: I understand. What else can I do?
- Seer: You've done enough, and for that, I thank you. But return in a few days and see the ripening fields.
- Eivor: I shall. Farewell, seer.
- Seer: May the gods watch over you, kind one. Farewell.
The seer, sitting in front of the bloodstone, starts crying.
- Seer: I call upon you, Freyr, blessed brother to Frejya! I plead with you, O Vanir! Leave a bounty where my blood-mead falls!
Eivor returned to the house with the Seer over their shoulder.
- Rada: The seer! Is she well?
Eivor deposited the Seer on the ground.
- Seer: Rada, my blood and pain are the will of Freyja and Freyr. Speak now. What do you need of me?
- Rada: Seer, my crops wither, and my family starves. Harvest comes soon, yet our fields remain barren.
- Seer: I know your land suffers, Rada. Take the rest of my blood-mead, and water your soil. All will be well in a few days.
- Rada: Thank you, blessed Seer! I will see to my fields at once. Thank you. You are both welcome to any good crops my farm will produce. Look for me at my farm in a few days.
Eivor healed the Seer. The Seer either fished her ritual, creating more blood-mead potion for the fields, or gave what remained of her stock to Rada.