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Tyr the Skaald and Egil Fireteller have kindly granted me permission to tell some of their tales to all who care to listen! Come to Gunnar's Hold and hear tales of Norn glory and prowess! I maintain my most current storytelling schedule on my website:
Storytelling Event Schedule and Tales told by the fire
All times listed are Pacific and I hang in American District 1. I always advertise these free storytelling events in local, and put a listing in the party window. Just PM me for an invite into my group. I suggest turning off local chatter and turning on emotes during the story for the best enjoyment.
Each tale takes about 10 to 15 minutes-ish, and may contain PG style humor and references. Here is the current list of stories (see the website):
|| Gunnarsljoth!
|| Siftyr!
|| Nifling Angtyr!
|| Rime of Norngest!
|| Raven and the Eagle!
|| Lerao the Ash!
|| Time and Tide!
|| Huntsmen!
|| The First Wendigo!
|| Other Written Stories (check website via link above)
|||| The Bears Albescent - two bears terrorize Ascalon in the months prior to the Searing
|||| All Good Things - the origin of humans on Tyria
|||| Amalgam - a story I wrote long before other players knew there were six gods
My in-game toon is Gi Shin Toi Dan, a ritualist and Northern pioneer. Come, bend a knee by the fire and listen to a story.
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Some excerpts for the curious:
Gunnarsljoth! Two implacable Norn square off
Quote: In days long past, this hearthstead-liege strode across whole mountains in single strides, was known far and wide for besting the Jotun hill giants. On this day, so long ago, he decided to visit a land he had never seen - the Bjora Marches. As you may know, to reach that desolate mountainside from Norrhart, you must cross the Bridge. It is at this Bridge that Gunnar found himself facing another Norn, Othin the Greybeard. The two stood on opposite sides, and as with all things Norn, one must best the other for the right to cross first, whether by weapon or vicious word it matters not. Siftyr! Sif Shadowhunter devises a cunning plan to spare herself a fate worse than death
Quote: The warriors over the mountains flew, through the unknown lands of the Lake towards Knefrudhalla in what is now Jaga Moraine. The whole Shivers forests trembled where the warriors ran, over the all-snowy plains they sped. Eventually Knefrud’s land they saw, and the high watch-towers of stone. Sif had planned for maids to sit without to watch for Gunnar, to warn him of Knefrud, but Knefrud had other plans! The cruel Norn learned of the messengers of Sif, and so it is with no warning to Gunnar as he entered the hall, no warning that Knefrud would betray the honor of Gunnar’s visit. Truly an unhonorable Norn! Nifling Angtyr! The true tale of Nifling the Chained
Quote: Nifling threw himself upon the battlefield every day, and those followers who died were returned from the soil as walking dead – the first evil borne of the sword! Norn who sought challenge fell to Angtyr’s poison, and Nifling grew more murderous – not to best a Norn in honorable challenge but for blood to flow unchecked into the very rocks so the dwarves knew he was coming again to their dark warrens! Rime of Norngest! Nothing can be worse for a Norn than to know his fate beforehand
Quote: Egil had a nightmare, and it was thus: In the starkest landscape of blizzard and clefted sky, he stood. Among tall pines thicker than wolf’s hair and that scraped even the underside of the clouds, in this small plain between stands of pine and oak, he stood in a world he had never before seen. Nothing beyond a pathway of trees could he see so thick the blizzard and so mired his mind– a bellowing spun him to face a thundering white bison, and his body was sheared away at is passing! Raven and the Eagle! The Norn's first great myth
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The giant ran through the forest of pine and oak, the tree limbs bashing the raven across and throughout, bruising him against rough rocks and dragging him over stumps and stones and briery thickets. The raven begged for mercy, and the giant laughed and spoke: “I will free you if you promise to bring and feed me apples.”
Lerao the Ash! Egil's prophecy of the coming of the Wild Quote:
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