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Iskjerne Vikings

Norse pagan explorers and settlers from Iskjerne Bay.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Sigurd

Description

Yngling Dynasty:
The Ynglings are mythological kings of old...

House of Gamla:
Njord (god)
Yngvi-Frey (god)
Freyja (goddess)
Iskjerne Ljosalfar (light elves)
Iskjerne Svartalfar (dark elves)
Dainn (elfish god)
Dvalinn (dwarfish god)

Thracian Dynasty:
Some of the Thracians fought in the Trojan War...
Odin (god)
Frigg (goddess)
Thor (god)
Ivaldi (dwarfish king)
Volund (elfish king)
Iskjerne Valkyrjur (viking angels)
Iskjerne Einherjar (heroic undead)

Wartooth Dynasty:
Harald Wartooth was a legendary high king and the uncle of Sigurd Hring, and was killed by his nephew Sigurd Hring during the semi-legendary Battle of Bravellir, where Tryggvi and Olaf Trygvirsson lost their lives and became national heroes of old.

House of Ellrulf:
Harald Wartooth (high king) - deceased
Olaf Trygvirsson (jarl) - deceased
Ellrulf Trygvirsson (jarl) - deceased
Ulfric Ellrufsson (jarl) - deceased

Ringtaker Dynasty:
Following the establishment of the House of Munso and flying the Raven Banner of King Sigurd the Ringtaker, the vikings of Iskjerne Bay are Norse pagans who practice Heathenry and Norse paganism.

House of Munso:
Sigurd Hring (high king/dragon slayer) - deceased
Hrollaug Kettilsson (arch duke) - deceased
Ragnar Lothbrok Sigurdsson (high king/dragon slayer) - deceased
Lagertha (queen)
Bjorn Ironside Ragnarsson (king)
Ubbe Ragnarsson (prince)
Hrafn-Floki the Vitki (shipbuilder/runemaster/seer)
Hethel Svensson (king/dragon tamer)
Engöll the Archer (jarl)
Fudørn the Wise (jarl)
Stryder (jarl)
Sjonn the Skald (poet/bard)
The Berserkers
Iskjerne Berserker
The Ulfhednar
Iskjerne Ulfhednar
The Svinfylking
Iskjerne Svinfylking
Iskjerne Hrafnfylking
Iskjerne Hornuglar

Fairhair Dynasty:
Harald Fairhair (high king)
Iskjerne Svinfylking

House of Ivar:
Aslaug Sigurdsdottir (witch queen)
Ivar the Boneless (demi-god/dragon-borne)
Sigurd Snake-in-the-Eye (prince) - deceased
Iskjerne Hestahars

So begins...

Iskjerne Vikings's Story

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Six months ago, King Sigurd sanctioned a longship for exploration. He personally selected a crew for this mission, as they set out from the Weargooth Mountains south of Iskjerne Bay in search of more lands. He sent a familar vessel into the high seas, the Nuörmbátur and its familar crew of vikings. Furdørn Ivansson, Engöll Corysson, Stryder Alvirsson, and the new earl, Hethel Svensson, all of whom had previously served Prince Úlfric and Jarl Hürgor the Archer during their victory against the Argosians, and who now served the House of Munso following Sigurd's victory over the previously reigning House of Ellrulf, were now heading back into open waters once again. For six long months the ulfhednar travelled, encountering tidal waves, water spouts and monsters of every kind before finally reaching a beach, where the fearless crew setup their encampment.

Empyrean Sea Beach...
Six months later...


What started as just a small camp on the beach was by now beginning to look more like a permanent settlement. The ulfhednar had wasted little time in building another ringfort. This one was smaller but similar to the viking fortress at Iskjerne, being built high up on the embankment of a large hill overlooking the shore. Furdørn the Wise and a dozen other men would work together to build a mote, an outer wall, and a decorated mead hall. Down on the beach, they built a shipyard with a sawmill. Further inland they built a forge, a well, and a guard tower with a bell. Meanwhile, another dozen workers went with Stryder to build a barracks, a manger, a stable, a guard shack and a food granary with a small windmill. Engöll Corysson and another dozen men would explore the area, gather resources and scout as much information as they could find. There were no caves in this part of the land, but instead they found an abundance of rocks and trees, and lots of sand.

Hethel Svensson, one of King Sigurd's new earls, was sitting in his tent observing the map that Engoll drew for him of the surrounding area. Hethel stared at the map quietly, taking a few puffs from his hand crafted weed pipe before exhaling a cloud of sweet scented smoke. Unlike the ship that King Sigurd had used to build his great hall in Iskjerne, Jarl Hethel kept the Nuormbatur intact. This mighty vessel sat on a palate of logs at the top of the hill, ready to be pushed back into the waters at a moments notice. Months went by, days, weeks and still the Nuormbatur's crew did not make any contact with the locals. Was this a peaceful place or what? For at the same time as King Sigurd and the vikings of Iskjerne were receiving constant threats and attacks from foreign invaders, Jarl Hethel and his gang had experienced nothing but the quiet serenity of the shores.

Another week flew by, and soon the vikings of the Empyrean Sea Beach had finished their construction. The settlement was grand and beautiful, a miniature replica of the Iskjerne viking settlement. Jarl Hethel walked around with Stryder and Fudorn, who showed him all the finer details and Jelling styled artwork, knotwork and wood carvings. Hethel was pleased, and so to commemorate their establishment, he ordered a large stone figure of Odinn the One-Eye to be placed on the top of the hill. The ulfhednar would worship the stone statue and make offerings upon it. Stryder caught some wild horses, and had them sacrificed as an offering to the gods. Hethel would take a pine branch and dip it in a bowl of the horse's blood before blessing the statue, the ulfhednar and himself. A drinking horn was passed around, and afterwards the remaining mead was taken by Fudorn outside of the camp where he poured it on the ground. Engoll and Stryder then walked around the entire ringfort, sprinkling blood on the outer wall to bless it.

That evening, after a nice warm bath in one of the salty aquifers, Jarl Hethel sat up looking at the skies. He noticed the same parahelion that Hrollaug had noticed in Weargtooth, for there was hardly ever a night in Ellaria, it's many suns providing constant light throughout most of the year. Still it was beautiful, and the vikings of the new Empyrean Sea Beach settlement admired the tranquil landscape with singing and praise. Sjonn the Skald would play his lyre and sing epic poems about King Sigurd's many exploits, retelling his long tales of heroic encounters with monsters and gods. Life was good here, as the vikings finally found rest and peace.

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A rumble came from the south.

It was a low hum beneath the soil, barely enough to constitute readings of a true quake. The unsettling thing about the rumble was the length for which it did last. Three entire days the rumble persisted. On the third and final day, there was a noticeable shift in the air. The magical entropy, growing across the lands of Gaia, was felt to the reaches of the lands.

From the north seeped in a chill.
It wasn't cold enough to cause snow, but the sea darkened, and the sky to the north and south had building clouds. Rain closed in from the horizon. It barreled towards the settlement, a rolling mass of gray.

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Sjonn the Skald was just finishing one of his poems about the Battle of Bravellir when suddenly the rock he was sitting on began to vibrate. He stopped playing his lyre and looked down at the ground in front of him, noticing that the ground was moving. The other vikings at the Empyrean Sea Beach settlement would experience the same shakey feeling, accompanied by a very feint humming sound which seemed to come from underneath. "Loki's bellowing," Furdørn whispered, everyone stopping to listen closely to the low pitched feint rumbling. It wasn't the first time the vikings had encountered an earth tremor. But what was odd about this particular tremor was the length of its duration. For three long days Hethel's men encountered this phenomenon, until finally one day it stopped.

"Praise the gods, it stopped!" Stryder Alvirsson shouted with a sigh of relief. "What was that?" Engöll Corysson asked. "We will soon find out, I am sure" Jarl Hethel answered calmly. Furdørn would wrap the bearhide blanket around himself, looking at the others quietly. "Hey, does anyone feel that?" Sjonn said as he walked into the mead hall with a smile, removing his snow cap. "Ay, the bellowing has stopped" Stryder said. "No, I mean the air, do you feel how cold it is?" Sjonn set down his lyre, grabbed a log and threw it on top of the central fireplace before sitting on the ground in front of it. "Sjonn is right, the air grows colder" Furdørn commented. Hethel Svensson stood up and walked over to the window, looking out over the beach. "Dark clouds seep in from the north. It's going to rain" he said quietly, hitting his weed pipe. "Good, maybe I'll finally get some sleep" Furdørn said, rolling over and closing his eyes.

Engöll stood up and walked over to Hethel, resting his hand on his shoulder. "I will stand watch with you tonight" he said, looking out the window at the barreling dark clouds rolling in over the sea. The vikings made preparations and prepared the best they could. They put the animals in the manger and horse stocks, and dressed appropriately for the weather, as most of them had brought warm clothes and waterproof leather hides aboard the dragonship. Soon the winds picked up and a drop in temperature came with the misty rains. The vikings had all gathered together in the great mead hall, where they waited for the storm to pass.

The setting changes from Empyrean Sea Beach to Iskjerne Bay

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Lord Bruce gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, holding a European fighting stance. Shimizu kept himself in the Japanese sword stance as he stared down at the Englishman, but Takao could only stand by and do nothing, calling out the words 'Tennoheika!' and immediately prostrating himself at Shimizu's feet once the two knights had been felled. "Kare wa yūjin, watashi no Tennoheika." Lord Bruce of Essex watched in confusion as Takao started rambling and prostrated himself to the lone swordsman.

Shimizu briefly cast a sidelong glance down at Takao, and then he brought his eyes back to Bruce before the shimmering blue blade of light disappeared with a hissing sound, followed immediately by a popping sound. Bruce took notice of the glowing blade as the blueish light whisped away, but said nothing of it at that moment.

"Takao, do you know this man?"

Lord Bruce of Essex indeed spoke English, and this brought a raised eyebrow from Emperor Shimizu, who chose to answer in almost perfect English, lilty a strange accent that was unlike those of the Taiyou who attempted to speak English before. Shimizu's accent was closer to someone from Greece, or Rome who was speaking the Anglic tongue, and this Anglic tongue was what Bruce spoke fluently.

"Of course he knows me, I'm his Emperor." Shimizu replied, slowly bringing Sword Tenchi back down, and letting it clip to a small loop around his belt. Lord Bruce took a moment to digest Shimizu's words. "This settlement is under seige, and it seems our technology doesn't work here." Shimizu added, his words still in English.

Lord Bruce slowly lowered his sword, but kept an eire of caution as he watched the Emperor lower his weapon. He still had a million questions rolling through his mind, especially as to how or why the Christian Knights had infiltrated the kingdom, and what the Taiyou Emperor was doing here. One thing was for certain, however. The Taiyou and the Knights were not in cahoots together, for Lord Bruce had just watched Shimizu fell two of the invaders with his own eyes. This was something he had to consider, as Bruce quietly examined the dangerous individual in front of him.

"Your leader has some explaining to do, please; take me to him." Shimizu implored Bruce. "I see you have treated this man well, you will be rewarded for your efforts." Bruce raised an eyebrow curiously, as if questioning Shimizu's motives, and his understanding. "You mean Lord Sigurd," the Anglo-Saxon warrior exclaimed. "He is not my leader, but I will take you to him" Bruce nodded, sheathing his sword in the process.

The arrogance was seeping from Shimizu's words like venom, he regarded these primitives with incredible disdain, but that disdain was well concealed by a veneer of calm, and even a reassuring smile that Lord Bruce did not seem to notice. He stepped over the dead bodies on the floor and motioned for Shimizu to come, assuming that Takao would naturally follow them. But as he stepped outside the tent, Lord Bruce suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He gasped in agony and fell to one knee, placing his hand on his shoulder. At that moment, the Emperor and Takao would notice fresh red blood flowing out from beneath Bruce's armor. A small price to pay for guarding the Taiyou boy's life.

The setting changes from Iskjerne Bay to Empyrean Sea Beach

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Urakena had noticed the lingering of winter weather even as the summer was supposed to be setting in. The clouds persisted for months dropping rain across the lands and the seas of Gaia. The magic slowly drained. It seemed to be going somewhere on Siv'en, but Urakena couldn't be too sure.

It was when the rumble began that she knew something major was amiss, as well as what was going on. Fear struck deep into her heart. She made pace for the coast of Siv'en. There, a settlement had erected. She watched from afar, when suddenly the rumble stopped. Knowing this was a worse sign Urakena decided to act.

A ripple moved through the sea. On the coast, a safe distance from the settlement, a small surge lapped up on the sands. When the water retreated, the head of a great sea serpent emerged. Though her head was as tall as three of the adult people standing atop one another, she didn't give off an air of hostility.

Instead, she cast great blue eyes upon the people milling about. She calmly watched them and waited for them to notice her.

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During the darker hour in the midst of the rainstorm, the wolfshirted warriors found time to relax. Many of them were motionlessly laying about in the great hall, the only sounds being the occasional snoring produced by Furdørn the Wise and others sleeping around him. The vikings didn't have individual houses like many other people had. Instead, they all slept in the great hall, a large building which accomodated all of them. Everyone was laying about on the floor on different blankets, all of them sleeping around a dimly lit central fireplace as Hethel and Engöll stood guard. Hethel himself had started to doze off, but a sudden chill awakened him. He seemed startled and slightly disoriented, as if by some unreal nightmare he was having.

Engöll was still awake as he walked over and sat down next to him near the window, offering the jarl a cup of hot tea. Hethel took the cup and nodded, taking a sip of the much needed sustenance. "It's still raining," Hethel said, peering out of the window towards the shore. "Ay, since this morning" Engöll replied. "And the clouds appear darker with each passing hour" Engöll added, looking out towards the sky. "What do you think it all means?" He asked. "Something, nothing, who knows?" Hethel replied, taking another hot sip of tea. He wasn't concerned with the strange weather at that moment. Hethel's mind was elsewhere thinking, when suddenly he spotted something in the water which looked like a surging wave.

"What's that?" he asked, setting the cup of tea on the table. Engöll would glance towards the shore as suddenly, a large monstrous head of a serpent appeared from out of the waves. It appeared to be another dragon, something these particular vikings had seen many times before. Sometimes their encounters were peaceful, but often times the vikings had been forced to defend their ships from the large winged creatures, making it difficult for them to decipher friend from foe in such trying times. But the beastie seemed to just poke its head out and snoop around without posing any real threat to the vikings. Hethel and Engöll stared at her quietly for a long time, trying to decide whether or not Urakena was a real thing, or whether she was just a ghostly apparition in the waves.

After some time of watching her, Hethel and Engöll decided that she wasn't a mirage, but an actual figure in the water. "What should we do about this?" Engöll whispered. "What can we do?" Hethel responded, turning to look around the hall at all his sleeping warriors. "It looks like it's waiting for something," Engöll whispered. "It's probably just hungry. Go out there and feed it, will ya?" Hethel said with a smile. Engöll didn't find the comment funny. Nor was it intended to be, for Hethel was being serious. Engöll just shook his head. "Why can't you have Stryder feed it?" he procrastinated. "Stryder's asleep. Why, are you scared?" Hethel nudged. Engöll just gazed at Urakena's bright blue eyes with awe and disbelief. Hethel sighed and stood up, grabbing his spear. "Fine, I'll go feed it" he said as he stepped quietly around all the sleeping vikings and towards the main doors. "If I get eaten, stay inside" he said before wrapping his wool cloak around himself and stepping out into the cold.

Within a few minutes, Hethel would fetch one of the wild horses from the stables and walk it down to the beach. To his surprise, Urakena was still there. Hethel stood on the high point at the top of the shore and gazed at the monster from a distance, her head alone being three times larger than Hethel's entire body. He held a spear and lit torch in one hand, and a rope in the other which he had tied to the horse. Hethel would stand there quietly, unmoving, waiting for the dragon to emerge from the water and approach him. All the while, Engöll watched silently from the window inside the great hall. He was nervous, moreso even than Hethel himself as he waited to see what would happen next.

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This strange turn in the weather and the slight drain she had be feeling in her magic had caused Aquari to make her way back to the sea. She hoped someone in her home village would know what was going on. As she came closer to the sea a fear came over her as she saw the storms and waves... She hoped that her village was still safe.

Aquari wondered on more until she caught sight of strange ships and buildings along the coast. She slipped into the taller grass before the dunes and kept low so that hopefully no one would notice her. It was then that she felt her Blue Sea Dragoon stone warm and saw a slight glow of blue from the pouch it was held in.

There must be a dragon here Aquari reasoned.

Slowly she made her way towards the strange settlement and closer to the dragon she sensed nearby.

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Urakena raised her great head from the waves, extending her serpentine neck so that the ocean cascaded off of her scales. She extended forward, but not too far, and gave Hethel and the horse a gentle sniff. Just beyond the dunes Urakena sensed another presence. Nobody here, it would seem, meant her any harm. A sign better than any of the others she had received as of late. As she rose her head and neck above the waters, Urakena exhaled a mist onto the beach, breathing deep the airs of Siv'en for the first time in a long time. She flexed her talons in the wet sand, enjoying the sinking feeling that came as the waves washed back over her shoulders and out to sea. However she had little time to enjoy such things. She came here for a reason, and wasn't soon to forget it.

The edges of her scales glowed faint in the dimmed daylight. Beneath the surface of the water Urakena's bioluminescence rippled into effect. The waves cast an aurora of light on the beach surrounding Hethel and his horse, having magnified Urakena's blue-and-green projections. She turned her head ever so slightly to look beyond Hethel and his village, beyond the dunes, to the Vale and what lied beyond. On the horizon, for a moment, the sky had turned white.

In that moment, a prophecy had been fulfilled. Urakena directed her attention back to Hethel in the dancing lights. Her voice was a deep cut with a whisper, like hot magma folding, steam rising into a boiling sea. Her voice rolled into the dunes and coastal grass, but the wind cut it off before it could carry too far. She was sure to speak so the hiding figure could hear.

"The sky has broken, child of man."

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Urakena raised her great head from the waves, extending her serpentine neck so that the ocean cascaded off of her scales. Hethel was a statue, raising his head to look up at the enormous creature as she extended her neck, towering over him. Even the large white horse that Hethel brought with him now seemed dwarfed by the dragon's size, and yet even now she had not fully emerged from the waters. She extended forward, but not too far, and gave Hethel and his horse a gentle sniff. As gentle as one could be with nostrils the size of the viking jarl's head. Hethel stiffened his back and remained steady, gazing into Urakena's large blue eyes.

As she rose her head and neck above the waters, Urakena exhaled a mist onto the beach, breathing deep the airs of Siv'en for the first time in a long time. The horse was shaken a bit with fear as Hethel Svensson's long flowing hair was blown back by the dragon's hot breath, but the jarl kept his composure and did not move an inch. He gazed up at her, marveling at the beastie's bioluminescent colors as the water near the shore started flickering and glowing around her; purple, blue and green scales shimmering beneath the surface. This was a different kind of sea dragon from the other ones Hethel had seen. She was very horse-like and leafy with colorful appendages, having strange fans or fins which made her difficult to identify. Her body was wavy and serpentine, almost transparent, and she had glowing bright blue ridges which gave her a sort of magical illuminating presence.

Nearby, and unbeknownst to the vikings, there was another presence in the midst. For nearby behind them in the tall grass, hiding within one of the sand dunes was a small female sea elf, watching the lone viking and the giant dragon on the beach as they looked eye to eye with one another. Aquari became increasingly curious as she made her way towards the strange settlement and closer to the dragon. The edges of Urakena's scales glowed faintly in the dimmed daylight. Beneath the surface of the water Urakena's bioluminescence rippled into effect. The waves cast an aurora of light on the beach surrounding Hethel and his horse, having magnified Urakena's blue-and-green projections.

"The sky has broken, child of man" the dragon said mysteriously, her low pitched voice being very soft yet still enough to echo over Hethel's shoulders as he gazed up at her in bewilderment. "Broken?" Hethel called out, almost shouting so that the giant monster could hear him. "What do you mean the sky has broken?" he shouted, his Nordic accent still not as loud as the dragon's whisper. The flame on his torch would flicker as the dragon exhaled, causing Hethel to sway slightly. He would raise the torch in front of him to get a better view of Urakena, the reflection of the yellow fire glinting off of her large blue eyes as she peered over him into the horizon.

Engöll was still watching the encounter from the window of the great hall. The thick wooden beams supporting the walls were enough to muffle whatever the dragon and the jarl were saying, but Engöll could see that they were saying something, just by the way that Hethel was moving. The rest of the vikings in the great hall were still sound asleep, but Engöll kept a watchful eye, mentally preparing for the worst. Still, there seemed to be no sign of any danger to the viking settlement, at least for the moment.

As the sun peaked through the dark clouds, a golden ray of light seemed to hover over the beach. The whole sighting was majestic, almost surreal in that moment as Hethel tightened his grip on the horse's reigns, stopping the wild animal from bucking at the sight of the dragon as she moved. That was the very reason Hethel never mounted the horse to begin with, foreseeing that it might get spooked easily by the dragon's very nature. At that minute, something else crossed the jarl's mind. He was standing face to face with a dragon, something few vikings had ever been privy to, and for a brief second Hethel wondered what the monster felt like to touch. He didn't dare to try, however, instead thrusting his spear into the ground and wrapping the horse's reigns around it. It was a pure white stallion, wild and without blemish. The vikings themselves rode different horses, but this particular one had been set aside for just an occassion such as this. Wild horses were used by the vikings for sacrificial and ritualistic purposes. This horse was specifically bred for the slaughter, a very ancient tradition that was still being practiced by the vikings even now.

After tying the horse off to the spear in the ground, Hethel slowly stepped back. He wasn't sure if Urakena would accept the offering or not, but the gesture of hospitality was important to Hethel, and appeasing to the gods. It was the viking way, and very often the vikings would leave offerings for the gods and land spirits. To them it was the gebo effect, an act of giving, as sacred to them as life itself. Hethel stood by quietly, watching the dragon with caution.

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Aquari couldn't help but stare up in awe as the sky flashed white. What did this mean?

"The sky has broken, child of man." came the dragon's words almost at the same time as the light in the sky.

Sky has broken? How can the sky break? The words confused Aquari. Why in the hells did dragons have to be so damn cryptic all the time?

It seemed that the man echoed her thoughts into words as he spoke with the strange seahorse looking dragon. Aquari crept closer to better and see what was going on. The strange man it seemed was offering his horse to the dragon. Some sort of peace offering or perhaps a eat my horse and not me type of thing.

Aquari shrugged off the thought for now as she crept forward staying in the shadows of one of the buildings and below any windows just in case others like the man on the beach where watching. Though she figured the dragon could sense her Aquari wasn't sure it was safe to show herself quite yet.

The setting changes from Empyrean Sea Beach to Iskjerne Bay

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Shimizu surveyed his surroundings for a moment longer, there was the clang of battle outside, the sound of thunder rumbling through the skies, and it seemed it was starting to get dark. Something strange was happening around this settlement, and it unnerved the Emperor slightly. He didn't pay much attention to Bruce's wound, or the fact that he was going to take him to Sigurd instead he moved swiftly outside, and took a look upwards.

His radio didn't work, and he was effectively cut off from communication with the Soja, he would have to meet with the approaching diplomatic party, and arrange transit.

"Anata wa, kare no kizu ni nari-gachidesu." he instructed, once again his words bore an accent, the way he spoke Taiyou didn't sound exactly like the others, but Takao understood him as he moved swiftly towards the entrance of the tent, looking up to the sky, and then out to the retreating Christians. He also noted the damage to the outer wall. Things were beginning to heat up.

With a swift movement, the man stepped out of the tent, grasping Tench-ken free from his belt, he started towards where Sigurd was standing adjacent to the settlement entrance, and the great hall.

Shimizu's footfalls crunched on the soil, and with a swift jerking motion, the blade ignited once more, hissing, and then humming, as the solid blade of blue light shimmered against the darkness of the changing environment.

"Rex Sigurd!" Shimizu called out angrily in Anquietas, Staring upwards at the much larger Scandinavian monarch. "Dicere mihi ut quid Ego non uro hic mundus in cineres abit!" The Taiyou monarch called out again, these strange words sounding much more natural to him. He was still walking towards the King before him, as lightning bolts split the skies asunder, anger welling inside the Taiyou Emperor for the humiliating attacks against his people.

At that moment, the Taiyou Party would have come to the outer gate with Jarl Evan, Kayabuki the first person to spot Shimizu approaching the longhouse, and King Sigurd with Tenchi-Ken ignited. The Prime Minister stumbled over her shoes on the rough terrain, but her voice carried across the wind in a shrill panicked call.

"Tennoheika!"

This caught Shimizu's attention for the briefest moments, and his gaze hardened as Kayabuki tried to climb over the rubble, with Azaka, and Director Miyagi in tow.

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Inside the Tent, Takao moved quickly to pull some gauze from a small first aid kit he was keeping hooked to the belt in his Tobi. he moved quickly towards Bruce and tried to look at the wound. First aid training was given to everyone who worked the mines, inn the event of an accident so that aid could be rendered quickly.

He feared for his Emperor, but he also feared for Bruce's life. Takao moved quickly to try and unfasten the armor so he could get to the wound. If he succeeded he would pull the fabric away, wincing at the sight of blood before putting the Gauze onto the wound. "Hold pressure, stop bleeding." Takao implored. "We must stop Tennoheika, before he start war." Takao added, offering to help Bruce out of the tent, and after Shimizu whom had stormed out.

The setting changes from Iskjerne Bay to Empyrean Sea Beach

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Urakena glanced at the small woman as she crept closer along the beach. Her eyes did not linger; the woman was not perceived to be a threat. The sea dragon returned her attention to Hethel. She brought her great maw, though yet closed, closer to Hethel and the white horse. Urakena regarded the viking again. She looked him over closely, seeming to look through him, down to the depths of his life force.

From the belly of the dragon, a soft hum. Urakena closed her eyes. Her scales rippled with light again, dazzlingly brilliant for an entire moment. As they faded to their normal glow she opened her eyes again to gaze down upon Hethel. There was something changed about those eyes. For a moment lightning seemed to dance behind them.

The waters of the Empyrean sea frothed as, in one fluid motion, Urakena unhinged her jaw to close it over the white horse. She reared back and again regarded Hethel, and swallowed. For another long moment the sea dragon and Hethel stood as such.

The offer had been accepted.

Urakena began to descend into the sea. The waves churned and crashed over her form as it plunged back into the depths. She let out another sigh. Bubbles and foam boiled out from her face forming a little puff atop the waves. As the last of Urakena disappeared below the crashing waves a cloud of stark white seafoam floated to shore; and while the bubbles would first reach Hethel, it was not for he they were intended. Within the mass lie something unable to be grasped by any other than a being blessed by a sea dragon.

However the sacrifice of the Vikings did not go unnoticed by the stars, or forgotten. In the sky a cloud formed, taking the shape of a great white horse. It pranced in a circle, lightning hoof-prints and a great neigh of thunder, before taking off south towards the Exalted Mountains- towards where the sky lit up so brilliantly just minutes before. A chill blew in from the north, on it's breath a name, Hethel.

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Urakena glanced at the small woman as she crept closer along the beach. Her eyes did not linger; the woman was not perceived to be a threat. The sea dragon returned her attention to Hethel, who did not appear to notice Aquari as she crept closer behind him. Hethel watched speechlessly as Urakena suddenly devoured the wild horse right in front of him. The unwitting stallion didn't even know what had hit him as the serpent seemed to swallow him whole with one quick snatch, breaking the horse's reigns over the mighty spear shaft. Hethel was stunned, and could only watch as she descended back into the waves, followed by a splurge of bubbles.

All of a sudden, Hethel thought he heard someone call his name from the distance. He turned to look around at the great hall, just one blink after Aquari hit the ground to hide in the tall grass just outside the outer wall which enclosed the viking jarldom. Hethel never saw her. At that point, a great white cloud formed taking the shape of a storming horse. It pranced in a circle, lightning hoof-prints and a great neigh of thunder, before taking off south towards the Exalted Mountains and towards the sky. Hethel could feel a slight chill moving in from the north as he peered up towards the white sky, deciding at that moment that he should leave the settlement and go up into the mountains.

Engöll watched with relief as the sea dragon descended back into the water. It was at that moment that he spotted something else from the window of the great hall. There hiding in the shadows crawling around the outside sheds was what appeared to Engöll to be a young girl, or at the very least, a short woman. She seemed to be snooping around, and to him she looked to be sneaking around the settlement. Engöll watched Aquari quietly, taking a sip of hot tea before setting his cup down on the table and turning to look at the bow and quiver on the wall above the hall entrance.

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Bruce was down on one knee when the Emperor walked past him, paying no mind to his injury as something else caught his attention in the sky. It was at that moment that the Anglic lord would also notice that the sky was getting darker. Bruce looked up towards the distant mountains, focussing on a single white cloud which almost seemed to him like a running horse. Bruce blinked and squinted to look again, but the cloud faded away as he started to get dizzy. He was about to fall over when Takao suddenly ran up to him and started applying first aid. Meanwhile, the Emperor turned to look at King Sigurd, or someone who looked like he could be king, and shouted out at him in a language he didn't understand.

"Rex Sigurd!" Shimizu called out angrily in Anquietas, Staring upwards at the much larger Scandinavian monarch. "Dicere mihi ut quid Ego non uro hic mundus in cineres abit!" The Taiyou monarch called out again as King Sigurd turned at the sound of his name being singled out. "What did this monkey just say to me?" Sigurd asked lowly. "I think he just challenged you to holmgang," Hrollaug said, raising an eyebrow at Shimizu as he approached Sigurd with his sword charged once again. Sigurd would pick up a shield off the ground and do a couple neck rotations before tapping his crucible steel sword blade against his shield boss. He then started to approach Shimizu slowly as lightning bolts tore the sky asunder. He could sense the emperor's hatred, glaring at him quietly as he twirled his sword low through the air, looking down the hill towards him. King Sigurd started to think about the viking miners who got injured during the Taiyou's portal discovery, tucking his shield close like a battering ram while starting to speed up. Sigurd would point the tip of his viking sword at Shimizu as he ran, singling him out as if to let him know that his challenge had been accepted.

As the emperor continued to near closer and closer, Sigurd was about to lunge. But just before they were about to make contact, someone shouted. "Tennoheika!", a woman shouted loudly, drawing the emperor's attention away from Sigurd for just a moment. It was Yoko Kayabuki, the emperor's prime minister as she stumbled to climb over the rubble, with Azaka, and Director Miyagi in tow behind her. "King Sigurd! Stop!" another voice shouted. This time it was the viking jarl, Evan Skjalsson, who slid down the pile of rubble and rocks behind Miyagi, accompanying the Taiyou leaders. As he climbed down over the debri, Evan took note of a dead knight whose navy blue shield bore the symbol of a red serpent. He recognized the symbol immediately as belonging to the House of Norway, the kingdom of Evan's very own brother, Erling Snake.

Sigurd Hring stopped dead in his tracks, watching as the small group of characters gathered around him and Emperor Shimizu, urging both of them to stand down. King Sigurd would glance at Emperor Shimizu, not with hatred but rather with an utter fearlessness, as if ready to lunge out at him at a moment's notice. For his kingdom, for his people, Sigurd would gladly fight to the death. He kept his shield tucked and his sword drawn, ready to strike or defend in an instant as he spat on the ground, keeping his eyes fixed on the emperor as Evan slowly approached them, being cautious. As the settlers started to gather around, Gwyneth suddenly appeared accompanied by a handful of armed viking guards.

Gwyneth and the guards would walk through the gathering crowd as people began whispering under their breaths. For there in her possession was the prisoner Kraiger Nallesson, shackled and blindfolded. Seeing this display caused Sigurd to take a step back and lower his weapons, but he kept a watchful eye on Shimizu, looking for any sudden aggression which might cause him to react. Meanwhile, it seemed that Takao Eguchi had aided Lord Bruce of Essex and was now running around trying to help the injured soldiers. Yoko Kayabuki, Seno Miyagi and Jarl Evan would step forward to the front of the gathering crowd where Emperor Shimizu Takayama and Konung Sigurðr Randvérsson stood at arms. They were followed by the Taiyou crown princess, Yukiko Takayama, as Gwyneth the Shield-Maiden led Kraiger out of the crowd, removing his blindfold but not his shackles. Hrollaug and his men would stand guard and keep a watchful eye on the Taiyou foreigners, whilst also keeping another eye out for any sign of Erling Snake.

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The twisting, turning alleyways of Niihama City provided a brief refuge from the police as they gave chase. Densely packed buildings kept the Jigabachi attack helicopters from giving chase. Though, the sirens of hundreds of police cars echoed through the city as the Police began their search. While they managed to elude them for the moment, diving into an alleyway, it would only be a matter of time before the SUV's GPS System is located, and hacked into.


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Elsewhere in Niihama City
Public Security Section 9


Deep within the offices of the Public Security office, a telephone began to ring. It was a telephone inside the office of Daisuke Aramaki, the Chief and Director of Public Security Section Nine.

It took about a ring for the phone to be picked up, and the man listened to the voice on the other end. It was the Chief of Police for Niihama City's Sector One police force.

"There's been an incident at the gate, foreign agents have infiltrated the city, and our Police units have been unable to locate them."

Aramaki's lips were pulled into a tight grimace, as he listened intently to the voice on the other end.

"Thirty dead, twenty more wounded. Self Defense Army has begun to mobilize, their last known location was Expressway twelve heading to Sector Five."

"Understood." The Chief replied, before he hung up the receiver with an audible click. His tired eyes looked upwards, to the Director of the Inter-Solar System Police.

"Director Kanō; this is a public Security matter, we don't need the ISSP snooping around in jurisdiction that isn't theirs." Aramaki protested, as the Director shook his head.

"Respectfully, We're dealing with matters that concern the ISSP, the Military, and Public Security respectively." Kanō added, as he shifted in his seat, bringing one leg over another, and smoothing down the creases on his black, carefully tailored suit. Kanō stood as a contrast to the elderly Aramaki. A slightly overweight, middle aged bureaucrat against the aging, thin director.

"The solution is simple..." A third voice echoed in the office, as Director Kazundo Goda, of the Cabinet Intelligence Service stepped in seemingly from the shadows. "The Military wants to use this as justification to retaliate against the native kingdom on the other side of the gate. They've contracted a manipular legion from Argos, and are simply waiting until the time is right." Goda explained as a wicked grin crossed his face.

Pursing his lips, Aramaki spoke up. "We need to limit the damage, I'll send in my team."

"If your team fails, the Military will be forced to deploy, and cordon the whole sector off." Kano added in a note of warning.

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The great shadow of the great vessel beyond the clouded sky shifted in a strange sort of way. Eras great stronger, and as he did some of those on the ground would notice something happening. Glowing stones of power forged in peaks far south began to minimally, but steadily, weaken. The same with the great hurricane on the hip of the foreigner from rocks far beyond.

Other forces were at work. Above, the great Sagittae, for a moment, shone that much more bright. Far to the south, in the great forest of Ellaria, shone a benben onto the most important of travelers. From the bay it would be nothing more than a ribbon of light connecting sky to land beyond the northern teeth.

As below, so above- the forces of evil and the hope for good; eternally struggled for the fate of the Gods. This enraged Eras.

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In the sky a strange shadow, to the south the horizon was unnaturally bright- a white arc resting beneath the backlit forever-clouds.

A too-small blizzard formed on the neighboring peak. Sinfrost craned his attention away from the bay up to the sky. Something had changed about the position of whatever was beyond the clouds. After a moment's contemplation, the blizzard caught Sinfrost's attention.

A humanoid emerged. Sinfrost stayed exactly still, but wasn't exactly hiding.

Frendor could notice all of these things, perhaps. In the distance, far down in the cape, there was a small civilization, and a massive ship which had clearly torn through here rested below.

Sinfrost kept an eye on the newcomer.He wondered if this one was anything like the ones squabblng down in Iskjerne Bay,

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Sword Tenchi hummed as the shimmering blue blade cast a blue light on the ground, and their surroundings.

Almost immediately, both Azaka, and Kamidake ran down the hill of rubble at almost full speed, moving through the crowd of people, and placing themselves both into a defensive stance between Shimizu, and King Sigurd.

"You shouldn't needlessly endanger yourself like that, Tennoheika!" Azaka called out, as the blade of Sword Tenchi extinguished once more, while Kamidake briefly brought his attention to the sky.

Miyagi, Kayabuki, and Yukiko took up spots near Shimizu, and around him, watching Sigurd and the other northmen closely. But the tension hadn't simmered down quite yet, as Shimizu turned his attention back to Kayabuki.

"Prime Minister; I want to assemble an army. We'll find a way to overcome whatever this is that keeps us from using our weapons, and our Technology. We will lay siege to this place, and we will make these people pay for attacking our world."

Kayabuki Grimaced, as Seno spoke up. "Respectfully, Tennoheika. We don't believe he ordered the attack... I believe--"

Seno was cut off as Gwyneth approached with more armed vikings in tow. His eyes moved to her, obscured by his glasses as he surveyed her movements.

Shimizu looked to Azaka, whom held his ornate, wooden staff up so they could all understand each-other despite speaking their own native languages. After this subtle gesture, Shimizu took a step forward, Tenchi-Ken still firmly grasped in his hands.

"What is the meaning of this?" Shimizu asked, though his mouth spoke English, the words Sigurd heard were in his own native tongue, which meant he could understand Shimizu almost perfectly.

"You send soldiers to attack my world, and then when that fails you try to offer this pathetic man as a meager attempt to placate me? I should burn this entire world to ashes for your insolence!" Shimizu challenged.

"Never the less. I am Shimizu Takayama, I rule the Taiyou Empire of Greater Niihama as it's Emperor."

He took a step forward, Too caught up in the moment to notice the strange changes around them. But he noticed Tenchi Ken had begun to behave strangely, arcs of energy coursed across the wooden hilt, jumping from the three gems into the wood itself.

After he introduced himself, he cast his gaze over to Kraiger, and scowled.

"Explain yourselves." Shimizu Demanded.

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Frendor extended his awareness to sense what kind of being was in front of him. A dragon, no less. He watched carefully to see what it would do. He prepared himself to create a defensive shield if needed, but the dragon appeared to be in its element, and Frendor was inexperienced with frost-magic.

Frendor whispered to the wind "Do you know this dragon? Is it related to one of the factions that I must unite?".

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Aquari's jaw dropped when she saw the Sea Dragon eat the horse in one fell gulp. Such power... What happened next was a bit confusing to Aquari. The dragon left almost as soon as it had come and it was replaced by a cloudy horse that seemed to catch the man on the beach's gaze.

Now is the time too move Aquari thought looking to the sea.

Aquari started to move when she noticed some kind of creature a ways off a wolf perhaps. It was talking and seemingly looking for something or someone.. Hoping it would catch the attention of the village she scurried out keeping low and heading towards the sea foam unawares that someone was watching her every move.