The Supply Line was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan in 2020 through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description[]
Eivor met with some refugees to find out where they Briton forces kept their supply carts.
Dialogue[]
Eivor reached the Anglo-Saxon refugee camp outside Quatford near the river and saw some of them sitting near a camp fire.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: Friend or foe?
- Eivor: Friends, peace. I was told you might know where the Britons bring in their supplies.
The man stood up, distrustful of Eivor's claim.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: Are we your friends, Dane?
- Eivor: I woud have it so.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: After years of blood and gore, looting and burning, forgive us if we don't trust a Dane.
- Eivor: In Rhodri we share a common enemy. My only wish is to destroy his supply line and bring him to the table, begging for a truce. Once we have peace, you and your kin will no longer walk this land in wretchedness.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: What you say is good sense. Very well, Dane. Here's what I know.
The man lowered his head in mourning.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: All of us have.
- Eivor: I have known that pain. It brought me to England to start anew. But Rhodri and his Britons stand in my way, as they stand in yours.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: I understand you well. Perhaps I spoke in haste.
Eivor looked as the man pointed to a distant tower on the hill.
- Eivor: Thank you.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: Hold a moment. If you need extra help...
- Eivor: I may...
- Anglo-Saxon Man: Good Mercian men are working in that quarry. They all fought for thegn Merton. If you find yourself in a pitched fight, call out his name in praise. The workers will rally to you.
- Eivor: "God bless Thegn Merton." Understood.
On a table nearby, there was a note.
- Farewell Letter:
Arleigh, it's up to you to look after your brother and sister while I'm off fighting the Britons. You're the oldest and you've a good head on your shoulders.
I wish your mum was still with us, but alas. Begging's your last chance. Watch that Osred and Inga don't get into too much mischief.
Da.
Eivor then tracked the location of the quarry, passing by the ruined tower, and eventually using Sýnin to find it in a valley near it.
- Eivor: Dhustone Quarry, filled with Briton supply carts. Once I burn those, it will push Rhodri to peace.
She infiltrated the camp, assassinating Briton soldiers and freeing some of their prisoners along the way.
- Orlaf: Let me out. I want to fight these bastards.
- Eivor: Deorlaf asked me to free the prisoners to strengthen our fyrd.
In one of the camps siding the quarry's central depression, she found a written note on a table.
- Report - Prisoner Labor:
Ynyr,
We've put the captured Saxons to work in the quarry.
They are bitter because we killed their leider. I have never seen men work so slowly.
I will increase punitive measures until they cheer up.
-Cymen
Eivor saw another caged group of warriors and released them too.
- Eadric: For the love of Saint Cuthbert, free me!
- Eivor: These men will fight for us.
She inspired the freed prisoners.
- Eivor: Sciropecire needs you.
- If Eivor was detected by the soldiers and informed of Thegn Merton, she called out the signal phrase.
- Eivor: God bless Thegn Merton!
- The miners responded to her call, gathering across her, building her forces and helping in the fight.
- Anglo-Saxon Man: For Thegn Merton, lads!
- Eivor: Merton's men, fight with me!
On the mined rock formations at the center of the quarry, she found another note.
- Report - Prisoners Taken:
Ynyr,
We have captured some Saxons as you ordered. They do nothing but shit and complain. Request permission to cut their throats.
-Cymen
- Eivor: The quarry south of the tower? Thor must smile on me today. I have already destroyed the supplies there. Thank you for your time.
With the quarry task complete, Eivor reflected on the next task ahead of her.
- Eivor: There we are. The quarry and Wenlocan, both done. That should shake Rhodri to his senses. Now to Wesberie before Ivarr causes more problems.
Outcome[]
Eivor destroyed the supply carts and freed the prisoners, weakening the Briton army.