Face to face with Odin
[14:58] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) shouts: went out walking with Solvia until they saw a hooded figure walking along the paths seeing him go into the temple carrying a staff and dressed in black and hoards of crows surrounding him.The giants eyes widen and he looked to his wife and spoke.”By da’ God’s could that be….Odin! da’ Alfadir! we must tell da’ others!
[14:59] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) shouts: I come down from the temple like a storm breaking, breath fierce in my chest as my voice cuts through the village, “Hear me! I have seen him the Wanderer, the one-eyed god standing in the temple with ravens circling as if they carried his will upon their wings!” My gaze burns from face to face, unshaken, resolute. “This is no dream, no drunken vision… Odin walks among us
[15:00] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) perked her brow at the words “Is he … ” she would rephrase the earlier words that came to mind “your brother ?” she asks. “I wouldn’t have ever thought that.” but turned at the calls and bells. “Oh ..”he hand to her heart as she turned to see what was going on.
[15:01] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) Came running down the hill.”Oi! we saw him! both Solvia an’ I saw him! come look!” said the giant as he was out of breath as he looked to them all.
[15:02] Grinder (grinder.rune) looks up and tosses the cloth as the man approached. He did not know him but he looked a strong Torv and had a sense of purpose at the moment. As the man stopped from running and told him, he did not hesitate. He would follow after this man, He knew it was the right thing to do. “Aye, I come.”
[15:02] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) I stride into the midst of them, breath still sharp, arm lifting as I point back toward the temple, eyes fierce with what I have seen. “Go look and see! I say to Niamh with widened eyes
[15:02] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) would look from Bodvar towards Grinder and the girl. She would follow their lead immediately.
[15:03] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) nods and show’s them
[15:05] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) Throws myself in front of Grinder ready to be a sacrifice ” Tis Odin, do you not see?” my blue eyes flowing to his, my voice soft and low.
[15:07] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: Taps his staff across the ground 3 times as it echoed in the temple. The One eyed one had a swarm of ravens about him and turns slowly and a raspy voice came left his mouth as he sense others with him.”The time has come for Torvaldsburg a new land for new blood and new folk as I cast with my staff the summoning of Thor and Baldr and Freya and Frig to see for themselves what has become of these lands in the north!” he said as he turned showing his one eye and long white beard as he stared at them.
[15:09] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) The giant stood there eyes widen and pulled his wife near him and hugged her tight.”Tis Odin! we must show respect to da’ alfadir!”
[15:11] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) I stand in the center of the temple, breath slow but heavy, dark eyes fixed upon the one eyed Wanderer before his totem, the scent of blood thick in the air as it pools across the stones at his feet, ravens circling above like a living storm, my hand lifting slightly as if drawn by something unseen before lowering again, spine straightening with quiet resolve, voice low but steady as it breaks the silence “Allfather…”
[15:11] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) stepped in and would try to calm the beating of her heart. She had been hearing voices, songs that she felt were of a godly origin. But to face a god ? That was something completely different. As she held pause and saw the figure turn she felt the drum of her heart become louder. She simply watched, listens when words seemed to come from this sacred place. At the words of an offer she folded her hands together. Already understanding the loss of a life.
[15:18] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: The All father stood there as he placed his gaze upon the ones who dare disturb him at this time. His voice sounded that of thunder and as the clouds formed and the ravens swarmed him their wings flapped as they circled around him he then spoke as he tapped his staff.” I been watching….watching you all” he paused as he tilted his head seeing the giant and his woman then the others as he spoke.”Now is the time for the north to go and conquer it’s enemies I have seen your offerings they will do as there are those who claim to be false chieftains and nay sayers….they will dealt with how I the..All father see fit!” said the one eye one as he cast his staff once more tapping it on the ground.
[15:20] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) slows as we near the steps, the weight of what we witnessed still clinging to me like smoke, my gaze lifting toward the figure above as my hand settles at my side, fingers curling slightly, steadying myself before stepping forward a pace, voice low but carrying through the temple “We stood before him… not a dream, not a tale. The One-Eyed Wanderer… with ravens circling as if the air itself obeyed him.” my eyes flick briefly to Niamh, then back ahead, chin lifting with quiet certainty “Whatever has been set in motion here… we are already within it.” “Then it will be done.” my gaze sharpens, carrying the strength of the North as I speak without hesitation “Let the false fall and the weak be swept aside… we will rise as you have willed it.
[15:22] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) stepped closer as to study him. She was never truly filled with fear. She had stared death in the eyes so many times that she knew she would not escape it if it truly came for her. As the staff tapped she would lower her eyes as if the mere sound demanded her submissive stance. She approached with respect and understanding of the words that came to them. She had seen it before and knew to be a keen listener. “We hear You.”she answers. Her voice as clear as day and wtih the promise of a vow. “How can we show that we are serious in hearing your guidance.” she asks – in hope for more direction.
[15:22] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) Bodvar stood there in silence seeing the All father and just remained quiet.
[15:32] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: The wise one lifted his arm slowly as the raven Huggin came and was summoned and rested it’s feet upon his arm and as Mugin rested upon his shoulder. He heard the ask him a question his voice raspy and echoed through out the hall…he nodded.”This pleases me that yea hear me! this be the words of not only guidence but of great wisdom and warning!” he said to the woman. He then looked about the the others and pointed to them.”You! Bodvar Skarsgard yes I know yea by name all of yea by name and Solvia as well as Niamh…yea must all stay close to one another for the time of men will be needed.” He paused and looked to the blonde haired one and spoke to her as he lifted his arm again and cast his staff upon the ground once again as the totems shook on his staff and echoed.”The time will be when the sons of Skarsgard and Stromberg will be but a army across the seas and the those who oppose us with their false gods such as the priest kinds will fall!”
[15:37] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) lowers my gaze as the ravens settle upon him, the weight of the Allfather’s presence pressing against my very breath, my posture softening as I bow my head in reverence, one hand resting over my chest as I step no closer than what is earned, voice lowered steady, but humbled beneath his gaze “We hear you, Allfather… and we will not stray from what you have set before us.”
[15:39] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) felt the inner turmoil. She wanted to be respectful. She would bow to him as he stood here before her. She would denote anything when it came to keep her mate and their children safe. Family had become everything to her. Yet she felt the tension in her body. Does he know? she wondered, her heart hammering against her ribs. Can the All-Father see the invisible threads the Priest Kings have woven around her? She was terrified that the Priest Kings technological grace would be seen as an insult to this God. As he spoke her name – once gifted in a ritual – she would look towards him. Not in deviance but in this awakening. Fearful to the bone.
[15:45] Madeleine Skall (mallairian): Enters the hall and is startled to see people inside the place I come for quiet reflection and blink in the dim light seeing a tall man with a white beard, staff in his hand being circled by ravens…
[15:46] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: His beard was mixed that of gray and white as he had rope burns across his neck from trying to hang himself from the tree of life Yddrasil itself. Odin lifted his brow toward Solvia then over to Bodvar slowly moving his head to Niam and spoke.”Aye I see all things…things that are…things that were and things that have not yet come to past but will…it is of great disgrace for our people to go and claim such lands that of the south as home this…is not the way! this displeases me a change must be made but I know that all who left their culture and homes and even themselves who have disowned the gods…shall return soon to the north! but a great danger be across sea those who call themselves the priest kings will clash with us who be might in strength.” he paused seeing another enter the great temple and casts his eyes upon them all. He looked to his raven and spoke to it.”Go! my friend fly to Midgard and summons those home the time is now for the north to go to war!”
[15:50] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) The giant stood very still and not even a sneeze left his nose he had an itch but didn’t even scratch it as he looked upon the All father. Bodvar wrapped his around Solvia his woman and kept her close.
[15:51] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) listens to the words and each word was a cut within her being. Slowly slicing into her normal iron resolve. “All-Father,” she whispered, “Your wisdom is a storm I cannot weather… yet I feel its truth.” She flinched as he spoke of the Priest-Kings. To hear of the hidden masters of the Sardar confirmed her darkest fears. She felt the weight of their ‘Grace’ like a heavy, invisible collar around her neck. If Odin saw them as a ‘great danger,’ then her soul was a battlefield where two worlds were already at war. “You see the threads They have woven,” she said, her eyes lifting to meet his, wide with a mixture of terror and desperate devotion. “They watch from the heights of the Nest, their ‘eyes’ everywhere, even here… in the silence of the fields and the forest of the North. I am a daughter of the North, but I have felt the shadow of the Sardar upon my spirit. If a change must be made, if the South is a disgrace… then wash the scent of their ‘Steel Heavens’ from me.” she pleaded – bowing her head and ready to be struck by lightning.
[15:53] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) stands beneath his gaze, lowering my head in reverence yet not shrinking from what I am, my spine straight, shoulders set with quiet strength as the ravens stir the air around us, my voice low, steady, carrying both respect and iron resolve “Allfather… I have not strayed from the North, nor from the gods who shaped my blood.” my eyes lift just enough to show I do not waver, only honor “I stand as I was made loyal, unbroken, and ready.” a breath settles deep within me as I incline my head once more “Give your will… ” I say ” and I will see it done.” as bodvar pulls me against him my eyes do not falter, standing as one, one accord before the allfather
[15:58] Madeleine Skall (mallairian): Stands silently hardly able to believe my eyes that the God Odin of Lore and Legend is standing in front of us all speaking in a voice like thunder. I clutch the small bag of runes I have been carefully cutting from the branch of an Oak…something i had intended to leave as a humble offering and now looking upon the visage of the God himself feels shame at such a simple thing. I bite my lip listening to the words of my family and draw strength from their spirit and obvious loyalty and promise myself silently to always be there for them during times of feast and famine, times of peace and war…
[16:05] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: Thunder clashing against the temple as it struck the wind howling as the one who called himself Odin stood there listening to their words. He struck his staff once more across the ground as it struck and made a crack in the temple floor of the wood. The Allfather looked to them all and spoke to Niam first then Solvia after then to the rest.” I see what lays in your heart yea wrestle with what is right and truth Niam but your soul is racked with corruption of the north as do the others who call the south home! You are forgiven as long as yea do not stray from the path of the gods and leave the south along with your family and return to your place of the north were the true culture was born.” The wise one paused and now looked over to Solvia as he walked toward her slowly and the ravens hurled into the air and faster as he approached them all he then took down his hood as he showed his disfigured face and his one eye missing as he looked at Solvia in the eyes and spoke to her.”You have done well in staying loyal Solvia Skarsgard but your task is not finished yea have many things to do that shall call upon yea” He blinked once and several times as he then hissed looked over to the Bodvar studying his face and features.”Ah! the mighty Bodvar himself named after Bodvar Bjarki the bear I know your parents treated yea poorly when yea first came into this world of men but yet here yea are strong, fierce and brave I see many great things be in store for you Bodvar Skarsgard the war bear! many will respect you and many will try and defy you but those who defy yea will see a man rise…never forget this!” he said showing his face to all even to Madeleine as he spoke to them all.”I gave up my eye to seek wisdom that was the price as I rode my horse Slepneir the eight legged horse into battle against the frost giants I struck a at their lands down they went!”‘ he said as he stood there blinking at them.
[16:08] Şolviä Şкäяşgåяd (solvia.nightfall) stills as the Allfather’s face is revealed, the weight of him striking through me like thunder, my breath drawing slow and deep as I lower myself to one knee not from weakness, but from reverence earned my fist pressing firm to my chest as my head bows, dark hair shifting with the motion, my voice rising low and steady, rich with devotion and unshaken strength “Allfather… your words are carried in my blood.” i lift my gaze just enough to honor him, not to challenge, but to accept what is given “If my path is not yet finished, then I will walk it to its end without fear, without falter.” a pause, breath steady, resolve hardening like steel beneath fire “I am daughter of the North… forged by it, bound to it… and I will see your will done, as long as breath still fills my lungs and strength still fills my hand.”
[16:12] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) trembled when the crack of the All-Father’s staff against the wood echoed like a lightning strike in the small space of her heart. As his words branded her corruption she felt a heat rise, a mixture of shame and the desperate relief of a drowning woman thrown a rope. When he revealed his face, the raw, hollowed socket where his eye once rested, She did not look away. She forced herself to witness the price of his wisdom, She looked toward Solvia and Bodvar, feeling the shift in the room as the God bestowed his grim prophecies upon them. The mention of war and the Priest-Kings still vibrated in the air “I accept the path,” she declared, pressing her hand over her heart as to make this sacred vow. “I will turn my back on the silk and the stone of the South. If my soul is racked with corruption, then let the cold of the North clean me. I will bring my kin home, or I will die trying to reach the treeline.”
[16:18] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) Swallowed slowly seeing Odin approach seeing his face for the first time.Bodvar did not move his head at all as he gazed upon Odin himself and spoke.”I hear yea words Odin, da’ Alfadir! I will take yer words with great respect an’ I shall uphold yer words oh great one!” he said to the All father.
[16:27] Ťÿr Ťÿrhråfnsøn (wolfbjorn) shouts: Odin gave a nod of his head towards the ones who have seen his face and heard his words.He then turned around slowly and spoke as he walked up the steps towards the statues and the alter as he motioned them to follow.” I am pleased to hear you will heed my words the north needs chieftains and leaders and warriors to rise up and take upon themselves the strength of it’s people and know from once they came those before them…I have seen many fall in battle and all who came knocking to the gates of Valhalla and all who have been to Helhiem themselves as well as the nine realms.” he paused as he covered up his face forcing his hood up once more and striking the ground as he spoke in the old words…he then spoke again to them.”On this day let it be known that Odin has stepped foot here let them know that his power be true and that…those who defy…the Allfather will be met by the strike of Thor’s Hammer upon them!” he said as he looked up into the ceiling as a beam came down and Odin spoke his final words before disappearing.”Remember the ways of the north! stay true!”
[16:29] Bödvåя Şкäяşgåяd (xachillesx32) Stood there in shock listening to the words of the allfather, and watching disappear into thin air and choked up as he tried to speak.
[16:31] Niamh Strömberg (karlotte.shelman) was still visually shaking “He is gone,” she whispered. She did not look at the others immediately; she was busy re-calibrating her own spirit. The fear of the Sardar’s surveillance, which had felt like a choking grip moments ago, had faded into a cold, hard resolve. If the Priest-Kings were watching, let them watch. Let them see her hardening her heart against their artifice. She looked at the exit, her posture that of a woman who had finally found the path she was born to walk even if that path led straight to the mouth of the abyss. What was she to do as Portus and Caspian seemed to be so set to build Holmesk to a powerful city.
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