Hrothgar and the Lich We were ushered into a smaller hall, where Scrocmael introduced us to a young skinny man in his twenties, Hutha, the son of Hvita the thegn of the island of Samso. Hutha explained that Samso had been troubled by a lich. The problems had started with herds and flocks being scattered […]
The Hand of Reifnir – Herewulf’s Lay
Lords in Darkness Twelve Lords in Darkness Lie, All of Danemark, and I, Under a black and sunless sky, The third beneath the hill. === Cold we lie below the soil, Resting now beyond all toil, Under a black and sunless sky, The third beneath the hill. === Summoned by an evil mind, Galdor and […]
Heorot – Hrothgar’s Tale
Hrothgar Meets the King of the Danes In Chapmanshafn I gave Wihtburg 6 marks and she returned with 2 bolts of cloth, one slightly finer than the other, some hides, an assortment of needles and threads and a set of shears. She started running up clothes for the crew. She also gave me a trim […]
36 – Heorot
Two King’s Gesiths arrive at Chapmanshafn with six spare mounts and word that the King awaits Hrothgar at his great mead hall, Heorot. It seems it is but half a day’s ride from Chapmanshafn, but several days sail around the island. Hrothgar puts the Spearhafoc in Odard’s hands while he and his fellow Geats – […]
Sambor’s Slave Pen – Herewulf’s Lay
Farewell Gefyndene Sing me a song of a lad that is gone, Say, could that lad be I? Sombre of soul he sailed on a day Over the sea to War. Home was astern, White Sea on the port, War on the starboard bow; Glory of youth glowed in his soul; Where is that glory […]
Sambor’s Slave Pen – Hrothgar’s Tale
Hrothgar and Freeing the Slaves We caught up with the latest news in Visby and decided what to do next. We heard that Stithwulf ended up begging a lift home from Osgar after asking for an oath that he wouldn’t be harmed. The Thegn was willing to give his oath and felt safer with Stithulf […]
35 – Sambor’s Slave Pen
The Return to the Isle of the Weather Geats After negotiations with the Eowan the fleet sails back to the Isles of the Weather Geats, where ale, mead and silver flows freely, for the Geatgeld paid by the Eowan is large indeed and Beornfrith generous in disbursing it. There are great feasts and sacrifices, attended […]
34 – Under Ekethorp
By nick.crouch@ncrouch.plus.com on November 30, 2020 in Deeds of the Geats, Herefrith, Herewulf, Hrothgar, Lytelman, Tohrwulf, Wistan
Under Ekethorp The Corn King and Queen appear to Wistan in a dream. It seems that there is strife amongst the leadership in Ekethorp in the wake of the Queen’s death. One Coven member, Mira, with whom Wistan negotiated at Forchafn, is still in favour of paying a Geatgeld to persuade them from Eowland. The […]
33 – The Battle of the Gorge
By nick.crouch@ncrouch.plus.com on November 26, 2020 in Deeds of the Geats, Herefrith, Herewulf, Hrothgar, Lytelman, Tohrwulf, Wistan
The Eowan Host Comes Not long after the the battle at Ottenby word comes from Cuthraed Wulfinga that an Eowan host of perhaps 1000 warriors is marching south-east from Morbylange towards Ekethorpe and Ossby. That night all four Wulfinga Night-Wolves go forth glean what they can of the approach of the enemy Here. They return […]
32 – Ottenby
By nick.crouch@ncrouch.plus.com on November 14, 2020 in Deeds of the Geats, Herefrith, Herewulf, Hrothgar, Lytelman, Tohrwulf, Wistan
The day begins with a Witangemot, where the notables of this newly forged Geatish Here come together to share news and decide a course of action. The Geats of the Fleet are more angered and aroused by news of the death of Wiglaf than cowed. All agree that the time is come for vengeance against […]