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Wedding Horns was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.

Description

Eivor attended Oswald and Valdis' wedding in Elmenham.

Dialogue

With Rued defeated, Eivor traveled from Burgh Castle to Elmenham. When she arrived, she found the fences and posts covered in flowers and the townspeople in high spirits.

  • Eivor: Wedding preparation's in full bloom.

Eivor made her way to the church.

  • Anglo-Saxon Child 1: Come come, the wedding is soon to start!
  • Anglo-Saxon Child 2: How grand!

Eivor approached Oswald]] of East Anglia as he talked to a woman outside the church.

  • Anglo-Saxon Woman 1: A beautiful and worthy celebration, my lord.
  • Oswald: Thank you. May this feast set a spirited tone for East Anglia's future.

Oswald turned to Eivor.

  • Oswald: Eivor, I'm so glad you've made it! Just like you to keep a king waiting at his own wedding.
  • Eivor: Yet, I arrived in the end.
  • Oswald: A part of me worried you wouldn't.

  • Eivor: I told you I'd see you crowned. And now here we are.
  • Oswald: Without you, I'd be dead. Another wasted hope for East Anglia.
  • Eivor: You look good, Oswald. Like a man about to marry a more powerful woman.
  • Oswald: Do I? Because I'm nervous as hell.
  • Eivor: Of all the battles a man can fight, the war against himself is the hardest to win.

  • Eivor: I came for the food and the mead. Is there a wedding as well?
  • Oswald laughed.

    • Oswald: There is, there is! You won't be disappointed by what Elmenham has to offer.
    • Eivor: You look good, Oswald. Like a man about to marry a more powerful woman.
    • Oswald: Do I? Because I'm nervous as hell.
    • Eivor: Of all the battles a man can fight, the war against himself is the hardest to win.

  • Eivor: You look good, Oswald. Like a man about to marry a more powerful woman.
  • Oswald: Do I? Because I'm nervous as hell.
  • Eivor: Of all the battles a man can fight, the war against himself is the hardest to win.

  • Oswald nodded, before entering the church as Eivor followed. Inside, Finnr and Wynnstan, reeve of Theotford, stood at the altar with Oswald. Finnr clasped Oswald's arm in solidarity as Eivor leaned on a column in the shadows. Valdis entered the chapel flanked by Broder and Brothir. She briefly glanced at Eivor, who nodded, before proceeding down the nave to Oswald's side. Finnr offered a cup of red paint to the couple, and they marked each others' foreheads then placed a ring on their partner's left ring finger.

    • Finnr: I hereby name you man and wife. And as man and wife, I name you...

    Finnr turned to Wynnstan and took the crown he offered, placing it on Oswald's head.

    • Finnr: Oswald of Elmenham, first of his name, the rightful king of East Anglia... with his Lady Valdis, soul, fist, and beauty of this land.

    Bells rang as the congregation cheered. Eivor nodded again and peeled herself off the column and made for the door. Exiting the church, she turned a corner to see the side lot readied for a party. Finnr walked up behind.

    • Eivor: You've done it, steward. A king now sits on the throne of East Anglia.
    • Finnr: Don't leave yourself out of this song. We did it together.
    • Eivor: Back to your dreams, then. Of fire and Helheim.
    • Finnr: I lost my way some time ago. Hard to say when. I don't want to be here. I never did. This was Halfdan's dream. He ordered me to see it through. In my dreams, I'm sailing, remember? Wind in my beard, salt on my lips. I want that life again. Whether or not I find it, only time will tell. Until then, let us feast, drink, and forget our pain!

    Finnr walked off. Behind her, Eivor could hear some of the party-goers talking.

    • Anglo-Saxon Woman 2: A Dane? Leading a Saxon army?
    • Anglo-Saxon Woman 3: Better than her brothers too. She charged into battle without fear.

  • Anglo-Saxon Woman 2: She stormed Burgh Castle, brought Rued to his knees. And let Oswald hold him for trial?
  • Anglo-Saxon Woman 3: I could hardly believe my ears either.
  • Anglo-Saxon Woman 4: It was Oswald's wishes.

  • Brothir called out to Eivor from under a nearby pavilion.

    • Brothir: Eivor, care for a challenge?

    Eivor spoke to Brothir.

    • Brothir: Eivor! Wolf-Kissed! Gaze upon my pots. They stand so strong! Unbreakable at this distance, no?
    • Eivor: They are not, Brothir. My arrows shatter whatever targets they strike.
    • Brothir: Even after draining so much mead? Succeed and you shall be rewarded!

    • Eivor: Keep your eyes open long enough to witness this, you drunken lout.

    Eivor downed a mug of ale and began loosing arrows at all the pots, breaking them.

    • Brothir: Yes! That's it! As with everything, an easy task for the Wolf-Kissed.
    • Eivor: Barely a challenge.
    • Brothir: Impressive! Impressive! Here, as promised. Now go enjoy the party.

  • Brothir: Time's up! You've been bested at last.
  • Eivor: A waste of my time.
  • Brothir: Mead and pots confound the Wolf-Kissed! When they write your saga, I'll remind them of this embarrassment.
  • Eivor groaned.

    • Eivor: This is beneath me, Brothir.
    • Brothir: And you're no fun! It took so long to set those pots up, and I... Ooh... ale.

  • Eivor: Maybe later, Brothir.
  • Brothir shook his head.

    • Brothir: (blows a raspberry)

    Eivor returned later and spoke to him again.

    • Brothir: Eivor!
    • Eivor: Still waiting for me to break your pots?
    • Brothir: Yes! No one else will entertain me. Come on! Do it!

    Eivor re-entered the church.

    • Anglo-Saxon Man 1: I've never seen this church look so beautiful.
    • Anglo-Saxon Woman 5: Oswald designed it himself. Handpicked all the decorations here.

    Eivor found a note behind the altar.

    Unfinished Verses
    Valdis, I have never heard a name such as yours. But it brings to mind the flowers of my—

    Dear, Valdis, you are our Queen now. Together we will bear the fruits of—

    Valdis, you are the sole captor of my soul, my burning ember, the igneous—

    Exiting the church, Eivor found another note in the longhouse.

    Nobleman's Diary
    I have worked tirelessly for this marriage alliance. And now that it approaches, I find myself beset by doubts. Plagued by fears that I am unworthy as a king, a husband, even as a lover. And this woman shall be my wife—it cannot be politics alone. A woman such as Valdis deserves more. A poem perhaps? No, no ... or should I?

    Returning to the main party beside the church, Eivor approached Oswald and Valdis at the stage.

    • Oswald: ...so I told the Dane, "You get the wool while the Saxon gets his milk." They'll trade with each other, and when the time comes, we will make it into a good stew for everyone.
    • Valdis: You like sheep?
    • Oswald: I hate it, actually. When we make that stew, you can have my bowl.
    • Valdis: You think in such a strange way.

    Eivor spoke to Valdis.

    • Eivor: What do you make of this Christian ceremony?
    • Valdis: Finnr is no priest, but he did the job well enough. And as far as wedding ceremonies go, I intend this one to be my last.
    • Eivor: Oswald is a good man.
    • Valdis: He is. If not for you, I would have lost him. Thank you, Eivor.

    Eivor spoke to Oswald.

    • Oswald: Eivor! The festivities have only just begun. Enjoy yourself.

    As she passed, Eivor heard some of the nearby dancers speaking

    • Norse Man: Behold! How light-footed I am!
    • Anglo-Saxon Man 2: You're as light-footed as a bear in a birch tree!
    • Anglo-Saxon Man 3: These are the moves of Elmenham!

    Eivor walked by Broder standing near the ale caskets.

    • Broder: Skal, Eivor! Let's have a drink!

    Eivor talked to him.

    • Broder: Your fist is without ale! Let us address that.
    • Eivor: Surely a special kind of mettle is required for drinking before the new king.
    • Broder: A mettle not unlike your own!
    • Eivor: To Odin and his endless glories.
    • Brotder: And the new king of East Anglia! May his reign be long and good!

    Eivor raised a glass in toast and downed the contents.

    • Broder: Not bad, Wolf-Kissed! I wager you couldn't drink more than me if you tried.
    • Eivor: A fool's wager.
    • Broder: A challenge nonetheless. What say you?

    • Eivor: I will drink you under the table.
    • Broder: Confident are you? Let us see how you fair against the Ale Beast of East Anglia. And we'll make it interesting. Put your silver where your mouth is. What say you?

    • Eivor: I accept.

  • Eivor: Silver? Such tiny ambition. Do this for the skalds (poets) that will sing songs of our superior bellies.
  • Broder laughed uproariously.

    • Broder: Then let our guts live forever in their tales. Come, let the making of a legend begin!

  • Eivor: I could use a drink and shame you all at once, Broder. But not right now.
  • Broder waved her away. She returned later and spoke to him again.

    • Broder: Eivor! Drink, come drink!
    • Eivor: Still here, drunkard?
    • Broder: Waiting for you! Come now, accept my challenge.

  • Eivor: I could use a drink and shame you all at once, Broder. But not right now.
  • Broder waved her away. She returned later and spoke to him again.

    • Broder: Eivor! Drink, come drink!
    • Eivor: Still here, drunkard?
    • Broder: Waiting for you! Come now, accept my challenge.

    A crowd gathered to cheer as Eivor and Broder downed their horns of ale.

    • Eivor: The ale here... it's strong. But I am stronger.

    Eivor cackled.

    • Broder: Aye, stronger than me. You drink as well as Valdis. Now that I would pay to see!

    (If Eivor gambled on the match, the following scene will play out.)

    • Eivor: Speaking of payment, where is my silver?
    • Broder: Here. Well earned, Wolf-Kissed.
    Broder paid Eivor the agreed bet and walked away.

    • Eivor: I'll (hic) get you next time.

    Eivor talked to Broder after the match, slurring her words.

    • Eivor: This ale is strong, Broder.
    • Broder: Hah, but I am stronger! Better luck next time, Wolf-Kissed.

    (If Eivor gambled on the match:)

    • Broder: Now, you owe me some silver.
    • Eivor: Fine, take it.
    Eivor paid the bet and Broder walked away.

    Eivor left the ale caskets.

    • Anglo-Saxon Woman 6: Skal? Is that what you say?
    • Norse Woman 1: Yes, to celebrate. Skal! Drink more!

    Near the steps to the side of the church, Eivor heard someone call out.

    • Norse Woman 2: Look there, Finnr on the roof!
    • Norse Man 2: The road to Valhalla does not run that way, Finnr!
    • Norse Woman 2: He's been up there a while.

    As she drew near, a drunk Finnr called down to Eivor from a ledge near the church roof.

    • Finnr: Eivor, Eivor. Some sweet wine for a sweet swine. Come join me!

    Eivor climbed up the church and met with Finnr.

    • Finnr: The Saxon god wanders somewhere up here, does he not? I haven't seen him.
    • Eivor: They like to say he moves with mystery.

    Finnr gave a doubtful glance, then motioned to the sun as Eivor stared confused.

    • Finnr: Look, the moon! It moves untroubled now. But one day, it will be eaten by a giant wolf, and the nights will be black forevermore.
    • Eivor: Are you all right?
    • Finnr: I tasted glory once again! And it was good.
    • Eivor: I'm glad to hear it. Now—
    • Finnr: I always felt like Sköll or Hati, chasing and trying to fulfill Halfdan's wishes. But now I've caught my Sun and Moon... I've got them and I... I don't know.
    • Eivor: You can let them go. Sail to a further shore.
    • Finnr: My longship's in Valhalla! Or don't you remember, Fire-Starter?

    Finnr collapsed. Exasperated, Eivor rolled their eyes.

    • Eivor: Come on. Let's get you to solid ground.
    • Finnr: Hm! Everything's spinny.

    Eivor picked up Finnr.

    • Finnr: You're very stong.
    • Eivor: Y-you're very large.

    Eivor climbed down the church and deposited Finnr on the ground.

    • Finnr: Sorry for this, Eivor. I've had one last glory, I should be happy. I am happy. Thank you.
    • Eivor: It need not be the last.
    • Finnr: Not the last...

    Finnr waved her off and fell asleep. Leaving him there, Eivor came to a feast table set with apples, bread, and a roast wild boar. Eivor frowned before turning as a tipsy Broder walked up behind her.

    • Broder: The boar represents fertility. Did you know that?
    • Eivor: As does Freyr. What's your point?
    • Broder: You impress me, Eivor. Your battle wisdom, your strength of character, skilled in so many ways. Yet I wonder. Is there any skill of mins that I could impress upon you?
    • Eivor: Even a fool has something to teach, whether they're aware of the lesson or not.
    • Broder: Aye, aye. but I could show you how to wield my... plough-sword.

    • Eivor: Be plain about it, stiff-spear. You want to lay with me, is that it?
    • Broder: That I do. Will you follow me? To a place more comfortable?

    Eivor stepped in close.

    • Eivor: A good plough-sword is a rare thing. Lead the way.

    Broder looked shocked for a moment before leading Eivor down some steps beside the table to a short jetty. Eivor moved to kiss Broder, before grabbing him by the neck and pushing him against the stone wall. The scene faded as they passionately kissed.

    • Broder: Gods...

    The scene resumed as Eivor brushed off the arm of her cloak.

    • Broder: That's worth a verse or two in some skald's song. I'll remember that for all time, Eivor.

    • Eivor I shall as well, Brothir.
    • Broder: Brothir? I'm not Brothir! Búri's balls! You thought I was my brother?
    • Eivor: To be honest, I didn't think at all.

    Eivor left Broder alone to sulk bitterly.

    • Broder: All day long, all I hear is Brothir this and Brothir that. How strong he is, how handsome. It's always Brothir, Brothir, Brothir...

  • Eivor: I will too, Broder.
  • Broder: The sagas are never this good. This night remains glorious.

  • Eivor: Sorry, friend. I am hear for mead and merriment. Nothing else.
  • Broder awkwardly excused himself.

    • Broder: Wait, did you hear... Did my brother just call me? I think he... You know, I should go. Brothir?

  • Eivor: Sheath your plow-sword, Broder. I'm not interested.
  • Broder: Ah, you thought... No no, I wasn't serious. Come on now, drink and be merry!
  • Eivor: Well ahead of you, friend.
  • Broder awkwardly excused himself.

    • Broder: Wait, did you hear... Did my brother just call me? I think he... You know, I should go. Brothir?

    Eivor knocked on the table.

    • Eivor: Have another horn of mead, Broder. It's brewed with clover and raspberry, they say.
    • Broder: Did you hear what I...?

    Eivor smiled as she handed a full horn to Broder, who immediately downed it.

    • Broder: Mmmm. Yes, it's good.
    • Eivor: Keep that up.

    Broder awkwardly excused himself.

    • Broder: Wait, did you hear... Did my brother just call me? I think he... You know, I should go. Brothir?

    • Eivor: Enough fun and games. I should see how Oswald is doing.

    Eivor returned to Oswald and Valdis at the stage.

    • Oswald: Eivor, I'm about to address our guests, and I'd like you to be there.
    • Eivor: It's been a worthy ceremony so far.
    • Oswald: And have you had enough fun yet?

    • Eivor: I'm ready to hear you address your kingdom.
    • Oswald: Good. Come, come. Join me.

  • Eivor: I'm not yet finished celebrating. I'll come find you when I'm done.
  • Oswald: Take your time. It can wait.
  • Eivor returned later and spoke to Oswald again.

    Oswald and Valdis took the stage as the crowd gathered around.

    • Oswald: Friends, honored guests. We've pushed through hard times. It seems like all we've known is loss. And suffering. But it is not conflict that binds us. It is compassion. May we always favor compassion, even when our enemies refuse its boon. So... to my Dane friends and neighbors, I give thanks for the bravery you have shown during our collective struggles. And for my fellow Christians, may we continue standing as examples of our Lord's grace. Lights in the dark. I see East Anglia's future right here. Right now. In all of you, Dane and Saxon alike. To our future!

    The crowd cheered in support. Finnr, having recovered from his hangover, stood in the crowd and nodded in agreement. Broder, also in attendance, spoke to Brothir.

    • Broder: Still a bit soft on insults, but the king has courage.
    • Oswald: And to Eivor, without whom none of this would have been possible!

    Oswald motioned Eivor forward, and the Viking stepped onto the stage.

    • Valdis: On behalf of East Anglia, let this ring be proof of our loyalty to the Raven Clan, and all they have done for us today.

    Valdis gave Eivor an arm ring.

    • Oswald: Would you have any words of wisdom for us?

    • Eivor: Oswald – you would not have been my first choice as king. Nor my second. I thought you weak, bendable, without resolve. But not all men are as they first appear. I came to see that Oswald's heart is amongst the largest I have ever known. He is sturdy, he has wisdom, he has courage. All qualities worthy of a man to be king. He is the king East Anglia deserves, and the king you need. To the good King Oswald!

  • Eivor: I'm not one to bask in the glow of another's triumph. But I'll say this: East Anglia is safe. Under his protection, under his guidance, under his wing, the good king Oswald will keep you safe for many moons to come.

  • Eivor: To the good King Oswald! Skal! (Cheers!)

  • Broder: To Oswald!
  • Brothir, Eivor, and Crowd: Skal!
  • Oswald and Valdis: Skal!
  • Crowd: Skal!
    • Finnr: Okay, everyone, the bridal race starts now. Remember, you all have to lose to the bride and groom!

    Eivor and the attendees raced to the longhouse.

    • Brothir: Quick, brother!
    • Broder: We can't lose to Oswald!

    Eivor arrived at the longhouse behind all the other participants. Out of breath, Brothir laughed at her.

    • Brothir: You lost!

    Eivor bowed, accepting her defeat. Later, she sat alone, watching the party until Oswald stepped before her.

    • Eivor: It was a beautiful wedding, Oswald. Like you said it would be.
    • Oswald: Thanks to you and everything you've done here.

    • Eivor: It won't be easy putting the pieces of East Anglia back together. But you won't be alone. Saxon and Dane have banded together in your name. You're the right man for the throne, and they'll be with you.

    Oswald turned to see Valdis talking to Broder and Brothir. She noticed him and nodded before resuming her conversation.

    • Oswald: Thank you, Eivor. I don't know what to say.

  • Eivor: Everything I've done here was for my clan. Their safety is my night's good rest. You know that feeling, I'm sure.
  • Oswald: I do.

  • Eivor: East Anglia needed a leader. I simply helped put the right one on the throne.

  • Eivor: When we met, I spoke of an alliance. Will you hold to the oath you made?
  • Oswald: I will. Consider East Anglia a friend of the Raven Clan.
  • Eivor and Oswald shook hands.

    • Eivor: There will be a day when I come calling.

    Oswald nodded.

    • Oswald: Goodbye, friend.
    • Eivor: Until next time, great king.
    Eivor bowed and took her leave.

    • Finnr: Steady all. And ready yourself for the wedding race, the king and his bride against all!

    A wounded soldier entered the churchyard, interrupting the festivities.

    • Norse Soldier: My king!... He... he—

    Rued suddenly came from behind and impaled the man on a blade.

    • Rued: The sheep you left to guard me have been shorn! Oswald! King of the sheep-fuckers! Show your eyes!

    Oswald glanced at Valdis before descending the stage steps to meet Rued.

    • Eivor: I challenge you!
    • Oswald: I accept.

    Eivor nodded.

    • Rued: No square. Only sweat and blood!

    Eivor walked up to Oswald.

    • Eivor: He may be wounded, but do not let your guard down.
    • Oswald: Let's settle this.

    Rued drew his longsword.

    • Rued: I will bury you, Saxon! I'll take all that is yours!

    Oswald drew his short sword and readied his shield. Rued initiated combat with a heavy swing, which Oswald deflected. The two began fighting, with Oswald using his smaller stature to dodge Rued's blows. In short order, Oswald shield-bashed Rued to the ground and moved for a killing strike with his sword, only to feint and kick Rued in the head.

    • Oswald: Should a king show mercy to one so malevolent? So cruel?

    Rued painfully rose to his knees.

    • Oswald: I'll not give you the satisfaction of a good death, for my God forbids such cruelty. Therefore you are outcast, from this moment on.
    • Rued: You have won! My life is yours.

    Oswald shook his head.

    • Oswald: Your life is God's.

    Oswald cut Rued on the cheek as Brothir flinched and Broder shook his head.

    • Rued: Raaaah!
    • Oswald: Now go, leave my kingdom and never return.

    Publicly shamed, Rued rose to his feet and walked away.

    • Broder: I do not understand this Saxon religion.
    • Brothir: Oswald is a coin, one side mercy, the other courage. There are few like him, I'll admit. Saxon or Dane.

    Finnr walked up to Eivor.

    • Finnr: Such a strange display. Courage and restraint like I have never seen. With all that's happened, with all the chaos Rued wrought... still Oswald found reason to spare him.
    • Eivor: It is a strange thing.

    Oswald approached the two after sharing a moment with Valdis.

    • Finnr: A remarkable thing. From what inner spring does such kindness run? I'd like to know.

    Finnr knelt to the ground.

    • Finnr: With my duties here fulfilled, I now choose East Anglia. I fight for you, my king.
    • Oswald: Rise, old friend. You're embarrassing me.
    • Eivor: Be well, Finnr. Your choice is a bold one.

    Finnr nodded, then left.

    • Eivor: You continue to surprise, Oswald of Elmenham.
    • Oswald: Thank you. When we first met, I made an oath. I promised you an alliance.

    Eivor nodded.

    • Eivor: You did.
    • Oswald: You'll have it. So long as I draw breath.
    • Eivor: Till next time, king.

  • Eivor: Oswald is king, and a king must have a champion. I will fight in his stead.
  • Oswald: He challenged me, Eivor.
  • Eivor: Your fight is bigger than this, Lord. You must rebuild East Anglia, plank by plank. And a dead king cannot keep his oaths. Let me finish this.
  • Rued: Oswald, you gutless argr (cowardly) swine! I'll slay the Wolf-Kissed, then hang you with your own tongue.
  • The wedding attendees gathered in a circle as Rued and Eivor fought.

    • Rued: You! Always getting in the way.
      East Anglia can burn for all I care!

    Eivor killed Rued. Oswald walked up to Eivor and looked down at Rued's body.

    • Oswald: I wish it had not come to this. So much death. So much anger.
    • Eivor: What's done is done.

    Eivor turned and walked away.

    • Oswald: You're leaving now?
    • Eivor: I should. Your wedding should be a day of peace and happiness. Today I lack both.
    • Oswald: Eivor. You've done East Anglia a great service. I promised you an alliance, and now you have it.

    Oswald and Eivor shook hands.

    • Eivor: And one day I will need you to make good on that alliance.

    Oswald nodded as Eivor took her leave.

    • Eivor: I should find Finnr. Say goodbye before I leave.

    Eivor met with Broder outside the main hall.

    • Eivor: Broder.

    • Broder: Eivor. You will be missed.
    • Eivor: I gave you a few good memories to keep.

    Broder laughed.

    • Broder: That you did.
    • Eivor: Take care of your king, Broder. He will need you in the years to come.

  • Broder: Are you sure? Or just guessing?
  • Eivor: Take good care of your king, my friend. He will need you in the days ahead.
  • Broder: Aye. He will live without fear. My brother and I will see to that.

  • Eivor: Broder, look after Oswald, will you?
  • Broder: Aye, he is family now. And I could not be more proud of him. We have you to thank for that.
  • Eivor: Take care.

  • Before leaving, Eivor spoke to Broder once more.

    • Broder: The old soft-heart has guts. Strange I never saw it until now.

    Eivor entered the hall and saw Brothir.

    • Eivor: Brothir. Oswald is in your hands now. Protect your king. And call out to my banner should the need arise.
    • Brothir: Aye, Eivor. Without a moment's hesitation. Travel safe.
    • Eivor: I will, friend.

    Before leaving, Eivor spoke to Brothir once more.

    • Brothir: We met in a play of fists, Eivor, and now look at us! Fast friends!

    Eivor spotted Valdis warming herself by the fireplace.

    • Eivor: Valdis.
    • Valdis: Will you not stay a moment longer, Eivor?
    • Eivor: I should not linger. My banner-folk await my return.
    • Valdis: I understand.
    • Eivor: Take care, Valdis. You fought well, and won yourself a worthy king.
    • Valdis: I did, didn't I? Take care, Eivor.

    Before leaving, Eivor spoke to Valdis once more.

    • Valdis: Thank you, Eivor, for making today a reality.

    Eivor then found Oswald sitting at the table set for the new couple.

    • Oswald: A dream come true, like none other. Thank you for everything, from the bottom of my heart!

    Before leaving, Eivor spoke to Oswald once more.

    • Oswald: I'll send a message to Halfdan in the North. He'll be please to knot that a king now sits upon East Anglia's troubled throne.

    Eivor found Finnr leaning on a support beam across from Oswald.

    • Finnr: Ah, greetings, Eivor.
    • Eivor: You're missing the festivities.

    Finnr waved his hand dismissively.

    • Finnr: I've had my fill.
    • Eivor: It's as much yours as it is Oswald's.
    • Finnr: I was a crumbling man, Eivor. Before all this I thought I'd died a tired old failure. But now, my heart burns bright, with newfound fire. I want to live hard, die fierce.
    • Eivor: Glory cares not for age, Finnr. Sail with me. My ship could always use a wise head and a strong axe.
    • Finnr: Together?
    • Eivor: Together.
    • Finnr: I'll gather my things.

    Before leaving, Eivor spoke to Finnr once more.

    • Finnr: What a celebration!

    As she left Elmenham, Eivor saw an elderly woman and her son also leaving the party.

    • Anglo-Saxon Woman 7: It's good that Oswald married a Dane. I'm tired of fighting.
    • Anglo-Saxon Man 4: I know, Mother. Maybe peace is the way of things now.

    Outcome

    Eivor joined the wedding guests in celebrating the marriage of Oswald and Valdis.

    Trivia

    • If Eivor romanced Broder and then called him by the wrong name, he complains about how wonderful everyone thinks his brother is and how it's always "Brothir, Brothir, Brothir." This is a reference to a scene from the 1960s TV show The Brady Bunch, in which Jan complains about her sister and everything is always "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia".

    References

    Assassin's Creed: Valhalla memories
    Main Quests
    Prologue
    Battle for the Northern Way
    Chapter 1
    Honor Bound
    Chapter 2
    A Seer's Solace - Family Matters - The Prodigal Prince
    Chapter 3
    Rude Awakening - A Cruel Destiny
    Chapter 4
    Birthrights
    Chapter 5
    The Seas of Fate
    Ravensthorpe
    The Swan-Road Home - Unwelcome - Settling Down - The Alliance Map - A New Home - A Toast to our Success - Uninvited Guests - Reap What Was Sown - The Lost Drengir of Ragnar Lothbrok
    Dag
    A Brewing Storm
    Gunnar
    The Forge and the Flame
    Holger
    Mane and Tail - Blame and Sail
    Hytham
    To Serve the Light... - Breaking the Order - A Brief History of the Hidden Ones - More Intel - The Letter - The Poor Fellow-Soldier
    Knud
    A Little Problem
    Octavian
    A Rivalry for the Ages
    Petra
    The Huntress - Have You Seen This Man? - Archery Contest
    Randvi
    Taken for Granted
    Reda
    The Thousand Eyes - Viking for Hire
    Tarben
    The Baker's Plaint - Man of Mystery
    Tove
    Carrying the Torch
    Valka
    A Wise Friend - In Dreams... - Going Deeper... - Bound to Fate
    Yanli
    Pending Deliveries
    The Song of Soma
    Chapter 1
    The Great Scattered Army
    Chapter 2
    Orphans of the Fens
    Chapter 3
    Glory Regained
    Chapter 4
    Razing Earnningstone - Unholy Father - Storming Ravensburg
    Chapter 5
    The Stench of Treachery - An Island of Eels - Reporting on Grantebridgescire
    The Kingmaker's Saga
    Chapter 1
    The Sons of Ragnar
    Chapter 2
    Bartering - Rumors of Ledecestre - The Walls of Templebrough
    Chapter 3
    Tilting the Balance
    Chapter 4
    Heavy is the Head - Hunted - Reporting on Ledecestrescire
    The Tale of Thegn Oswald
    Chapter 1
    Kingmaker
    Chapter 2
    The Measure of a Norseman
    Chapter 3
    A Triumphant Return
    Chapter 4
    Raising Iron - A Fury from the Sea
    Chapter 5
    Wedding Horns - Reporting on East Anglia
    The City of War
    Chapter 1
    Walls and Shadows
    Chapter 2
    Firing the Arrow - Bleeding The Leech
    Chapter 3
    Smashing the Compass - Reporting on Lunden
    The Paladin's Stone
    Chapter 1
    Brewing Rebellion
    Chapter 2
    Pilgrimage to St. Albanes - Chipping Away - Blood from a Stone
    Chapter 3
    Fiery Ambush - Ringing Cyne Belle
    Chapter 4
    The Saga Stone - Reporting on Oxenefordscire
    The Book of Dragons
    Chapter 1
    War Weary
    Chapter 2
    Ransacking Wenlocan - The Supply Line - Bloody Path to Peace
    Chapter 3
    King Killer - Reporting on Sciropescire
    The Instrument of the Ancients
    Chapter 1
    The Abbot's Gambit
    Chapter 2
    Puppets and Prisoners - The Man Behind the Man
    Chapter 3
    A Bloody Welcome - Reporting on Cent
    The Lay of Hunwald
    Chapter 1
    A Noble Escort
    Chapter 2
    Homecoming
    Chapter 3
    In the Absence of an Ealdorman
    Chapter 4
    Salve for a Fresh Wound - The Thegn of Lincoln - Where the Stone Falls
    Chapter 5
    A Sword-Shower in Anecastre - Reporting on Lincolnscire
    A Breviary of Broken Hearts
    Chapter 1
    An Uncommon Proposition
    Chapter 2
    Old Wounds - Childhood Sweetheart
    Chapter 3
    Taken
    Chapter 4
    Twists and Turns - Reporting on Essexe
    The Siege of Portcestre
    Chapter 1
    Reaver of the South
    Chapter 2
    Arrive Unexpected - Let Them Eat Ashes - Scorched Earth - Severing the Lines
    Chapter 3
    Storming the Walls - Of All That Has Passed... - Reporting on Suthsexe
    The City of Greed
    Chapter 1
    The Welcoming Party
    Chapter 2
    Burning the Firebrand
    Chapter 3
    Pricking the Needle
    Chapter 4
    Closing the Vault - Reporting on Jorvik
    The Sayings of Halfdan
    Chapter 1
    War in the North
    Chapter 2
    Honor Has Two Edges
    Chapter 3
    Road to Hamartia - This Son of Jorvik
    Chapter 4
    Honor's Hubris
    Chapter 5
    Of Blood and Bonds - Reporting on Eurviscire - Lost Glory
    A Tale of Wicker-Fire
    Chapter 1
    The First Night of Samhain
    Chapter 2
    Clues and Riddles
    Chapter 3
    The Stolen King
    Chapter 4
    A Love Betrayed - The Gutted Lamb
    Chapter 5
    The Burning of the Wicker Man - Reporting on Glowecestrescire
    The Tale of Two Jarls
    Chapter 1
    Old Friends
    Chapter 2
    On Borrowed Time
    Chapter 3
    Rowdy Raiders - Adorning the Adorned - Of Blood and Gods
    Chapter 4
    Under the Skin
    Chapter 5
    Farewells and Legacies - Reporting on Snotinghamscire
    The City of Faith
    Chapter 1
    The Reeve of Wincestre
    Chapter 2
    Choking the Gallows
    Chapter 3
    Plucking the Quill
    Chapter 4
    Impaling the Seax - Reporting on Wincestre
    In the Hall of the Slain
    Chapter 1
    The Road to Valhalla - Where Legends Are Born
    Chapter 2
    A Brother's Keeper - A Quiet Homecoming
    The Prophecies of the King
    Chapter 1
    Kingdom's End
    Chapter 2
    Holy Day - Reporting on Hamtunscire
    The Fate of the High One
    Chapter 1
    View Above All
    Chapter 2
    Well-Traveled - Defensive Measures - Extended Family
    Chapter 3
    Forging a Bond (A Feline's Footfall - Taking Root)
    Chapter 4
    The Big Finish
    Chapter 5
    Binding Fate - Cheating Fate
    The Saga of the Snows
    Chapter 1
    Mistress of the Iron Wood
    Chapter 2
    The Lost Cauldron
    Chapter 3
    A Gift from the Past
    Chapter 4
    A Feast to Remember
    Chapter 5
    The Price of Wisdom
    Vinland Saga
    Chapter 1
    In a Strange Land - The Hunting Grounds
    Chapter 2
    Hunter of Beasts
    Chapter 3
    Hunter's Repast - Reporting on Vinland
    Thousand Eyes contracts
    Contract: Assassinate the Target - Contract: A Strange Drawing - Contract: Best Effort - Contract: Booty Hunter - Contract: Control Nuisance - Contract: Dangerous Prey - Contract: Defeat the Diubal - Contract: Grave-Robber - Contract: Investigation Offer - Contract: Macabre Discovery - Contract: Make it Boom! - Contract: Marked for Death - Contract: Predator's Attack - Contract: Recovery Investment - Contract: Reda's Judgement - Contract: Reported Missing - Contract: Rescue Favor - Contract: Silence the Poet - Contract: Slay the Monster - Contract: The Deadly Beast - Contract: The Dice Master - Contract: The Drunkard - Contract: The Duke of Burgundy - Contract: The Green-Eyed Thief - Contract: The Hermit of the Thousand Sins - Contract: The Jomsviking Code - Contract: The Man-eating Animal - Contract: The Phantom - Contract: The Renegade Monk - Contract: The Richest Merchant - Contract: The Rogue Informer - Contract: The Stolen Purse - Contract: The Thieves Couple - Contract: Threat Assessment - Contract: Toss a Coin for the Traitor - Contract: Wild Frontier
    World Events
    Norway
    Rygjafylke
    A Desperate Bounty - A New England - Comb of Champions - Old Man on the Edge - Raider Recruit - The Dreamwalking Warrior - The Hunt for Honor - The Plight of the Warlock - The Silver-Tongued Traitor
    Hordafylke
    Battle Born - The Rekindling
    England
    Cent
    Madness of the Stones - Pig of Prophecy - Red in Tooth and Claw - The Lighthouse Twins - The Pardoner's Tale - The Sky Thief - Winifred
    East Anglia
    A Blood Hymn for Edmund - Edmund's Arrows - Freyja's Friend - Green Children of Anglia - Hide and Hunt - Life-Blood - The Wayward
    Essexe
    Devil's Hole - Mother - Take Me a Husband - The Banshee - The Boar with the Golden Nose - The Gleewoman - The Prodigy - The Riddler
    Eurviscire
    Art-Scop - Crushed Dreams - Dellingr Rabbit - Historia de Cordibus Pathetic - Sunken Hope - The Village: Jurthgard
    Glowecestrescire
    Dearly Bee-Loved - Lady of the Lake - The Body - The Goddess of Birth - The Horn of Ragnar
    Grantebridgescire
    Degolas the Beautiful - Path to the Wind-Blue - The Cult of Saint Guthlac - The Devout Troll - The Doom Book of Cats - The Infinite Noise of Men - The Lord of Norsexe - The Walloper - The Wound-Wands of Friends - Winchell the Robesfree
    Hamtunscire
    Saint Faith - Splitting Hares - The Arrow In The Tree - The Devil Has All The Best Tunes - We Are All Monsters
    Jorvik
    Bridges of Oppression - Deviled Water - Silver Wind Elder - Warmth of Winter
    Ledecestrescire
    A Skald's Lament - Ledecestrescire Sauce - Of Fist-Dances and Sweaty Oaths - Sisters of the Axe - Skal to Your Wealth - The Last Leaf of Fall - The Old Guard - The Stink-Brew - The Twit Saga, Part I - The White Lady of Tamworth
    Lincolnscire
    King of Shitsby - Little Victories - Stray Naps - The False Ealdormancy - The Farewell Meow - The Ignominious Bandit - The Twit Saga, Part II
    Lunden
    The Demon Odor at the Tithe - Falling Stars - Last Flight of the Gyldan Sparrow - War of the Collectors
    Oxenefordscire
    A Dog's Rescue - Fishing Lesson - Nostalgia - Permission to Weep - The Anchoress - The Last Raid
    Sciropescire
    Bewitched - King of the Hill - Lamb Chops - Miracle - Otta, Son of Slugga - Paola's Dream - The Puppeteer
    Snotinghamscire
    A Cordial Invitation - An Althing for the Half-Grown - An Efficient Cremation - Stoneman - The Good Men of Sherwood - The Myth in the Mountains
    Suthsexe
    A Prayer for Vengeance - Aflanc the Terrible - Alisa in Wunderlandscire - Eivor the Sheepdog - King of the Hay People - Rock of Fertility - Tiny Black Market - Will O' the Wisp
    Wincestre
    Aelfred's Jewel - Asser - Mildberg the Miracle Legs - Romeo and Aethelflaed
    North America
    Vinland
    A Dead Man's Tale - Breaking Teeth, Not Hearts - Flight of Fancy - Ursine Takeover
    Dreams
    Asgard
    Food of the Gods - Hel's Well - Milk of Humankind - Njord's Lament - Noble Harts - Valhalla Bound
    Jotunheim
    Aegir's Daughters - Pit of Slaughter - The Giants of Fimbulwinter - The Puppeteer
    DLC
    The Way of the Berserker
    Chapter 1
    The Mysterious Berserker
    Chapter 2
    The Ritual of the Berserker
    Chapter 3
    The Vengeance of the Berserker
    The Legend of Beowulf
    Chapter 1
    A Fiend out of Hell
    Chapter 2
    Prey in the High Hall
    Chapter 3
    Ever As Fate Must
    Yule Festival
    Yule Festival - Cow Catcher - The Case of the Missing Ale - Braun's Folly - Twirling Targets - Yule Brawl
    Ostara Festival
    Ostara Festival - Let's Get Festive - Egg Hunt - The May Queen - Spiritual Defense - Braun's Folly - Twirling Targets - Viking Brawl
    Sigrblot Festival
    Sigrblot Festival - The War Effort (Feeding the Wolf - Fight or Flyte - Three Big Pigs) - Final Offering - Test Your Metal - War Games
    River Raids
    Yule Season
    A River to Raid - The Legend of Saint George - Treasures of River Exe - Treasures of River Severn - The Legacy of Saint George - Treasures of River Dee - The Sword of Saint George
    Sigrblot Season
    The Legend of Lugh - Treasures of River Berbha - The Spear of Lugh - Treasures of River Erriff - The Ulfberht Sword - Champions of the Faith (England's Protector - Ireland's Defender - Francia's Anointed)
    Mastery Challenge
    A Challenge from the Gods - The Cryptic Tutelage of Hildiran
    Wrath of the Druids
    Wrath of the Druids
    Chapter 1
    Irish Trade - Irish Adventure - Blood Bond - Snaring Thorstein - Rathdown Build Up - Flann over Ireland
    Chapter 2
    A Show of Character - War Efforts
    Chapter 3
    Gathering Strength - Foothold in Connacht - Potion of Blood - Into the Fog - The Northern Reach - Courting the Kings - The Mask of Diplomacy
    Chapter 4
    The Wages of War
    Chapter 5
    A Scourging of Snakes - The Cost of Betrayal
    Settling Accounts
    Chapter 1
    Dublin's Reach
    Chapter 2
    An Eye for an Eye
    The Strength of Danu
    Chapter 1
    Children of Danu
    Chapter 2
    Amber Sun
    Lost Drengr
    Thorgest's Drengir
    Trade Post
    Trade: Dyed in the Wool - Trade: Giving Your Words - Trade: Illuminating Event - Trade: Sweetening the Pot - Trade: The Ivory Post - Trade: Trouble Brewing
    Royal Demands
    Kings of Meath
    Meath: Death Sentence - Meath: Death to All - Meath: Gemstones - Meath: Hibernian Heist - Meath: Jewel Recovery - Meath: Rough Justice - Meath: Royal Vengeance - Meath: Smite Them Down - Meath: Stamp Them Out - Meath: Taking it Back - Meath: They Must Pay
    Kings of Connacht
    Connacht: Death Sentence - Connacht: Jewel Recovery - Connacht: Stamp Them Out
    Kings of Ulster
    Ulster: Death Sentence - Ulster: Death to All - Ulster: Smite Them Down
    The Siege of Paris
    Chapter 1
    Strangers Bearing Gifts - To Francia - Warlord of Melun - The Rot in the Slums - Majesty in the Dark
    Chapter 2
    The Missing Queen - Sister of Sorrow - The Queen's Gambit
    Chapter 3
    Honor and Enemies - Fire From Heaven - A Hidden Weakness - Royal Fox Hunt - Dark Before Dawn - The Siege of Paris - The Count of Paris
    Chapter 4
    Skal!
    Chapter 5
    Fire and Faith - Madness of King Charles - Victory - Homecoming
    Hidden Ones
    Hidden
    Standalone
    A Package for Paris
    Infamy
    Vive la Résistance
    Rebel Missions
    Thousand Eyes contracts
    Contract: Pagus Pinciacensis
    World Events
    Amienois
    Hidden Justice
    Melunois
    Not God Enough - Stealing from Thieves - Ulfberht Sword
    Paris
    The Ghost of Saint Germain - The King of Rats
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