Sessions 31, 32 and 33 – Thursday 21st April 2011, Thursday 5th May 2011, Thursday 12th May 2011 – by Mikkael, Modus and Frithhill
Elapsed time – 326 days real time , 243 days game time ( 9th March 1603 ?)
Location – Leifurland, running away from Gerivik
“Argh! I be dead!”
“O’er icy seas from a distant land
Came a wild and fierce and bloody band
With steel and fire gripped in their hand
To spell the doom of Grugnir
And on a lonley blackened shore
With sword ’n thunder brought to the fore
The wyrm cried out a deathly roar
Before his head was parted
Upon our hall with eyes a dim
The Dragon’s skull doth deathly grin
For Grugnir knows that tales grow grim
When blood price is not sated
Beneath the birds of blackened wing
Beneath the tree where dead men swing
Lies still, the once undying king
Thorvald, Wise no longer
Now but five where once were more
Theives head back to farflung shore
Richer now in blood soaked lore
The crysal skull is grinning"
-addition to the Saga of Grugnir, by Snori Fireborn (formally Fair)
“Running again. Journeys end is beckoning and I’m glad to set my back to Gerivik.
The things I’ve seen. Maybe the last dragon. I don’t rightly know if the world is a better or worse place for it’s lack. P’raps a day will come when there’ll be peace for me, away from the stinks of modern life. The smell of cattle, and hay and earth and wood smoke; not burnt powder, blood and death.
I mun look a right scarecrow." – Tho. Rede.