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Moon of Gaia. Small, unremarkable other than that it glows red.
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Colossa

Moon of Gaia. Small, unremarkable other than that it glows red.

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Colossa is a part of Gaia.

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Lil' Valojelea [8] A very small Valojelea - glowing jellyfish like creature who swims through the air.
Erik Thorvaldsson [8] They call me Erik the Red.
Freydis Eriksdottir [3] Freydis is the daughter of Erik the Red and Thodhilda Jorundsdottir.
Leiv Eiriksson [3] Leif the Lucky, son of Erik the Red and Thodhilda Jorundsdottir.

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Lil' Valojelea materializes from the void.
Erik Thorvaldsson arrives, coming from Gaia.

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Character Portrait: Sigurd Hring Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: Hrafn-Floki Character Portrait: Empyrean Norsemen Character Portrait: Halfdan the Black Character Portrait: Erik Thorvaldsson Character Portrait: Lil' Valojelea
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Vikings from the Crystal Nexus suddenly materialize on Colossa, appearing from out of a red tornado-like vortex or wormhole. Hrafn-Floki, Halfdan the Black, Erik the Red, Floki's wife Helga, a Gaelic Irish slave girl named Thodhilda, and two other Viking thralls from Gaia appeared out of nowhere as the vortex receded into the dark red clouds before disappearing. It seemed that Floki's plan had been a success. Everybody had made it to the red moon together, alive and in one piece. Or mostly everybody, anyway. Floki lifted his head and looked around with wide eyes. But he couldn't see anything at all, only being aware that all of the wind, lightning and thunder had stopped and that everything had gone silent. It was at that moment that Floki's wife Helga noticed that Floki's eyes had turned completely white. He had no pupils or irises at all. His eyes were solid white. Although Floki wasn't quite aware yet, he was blind. He had stared into the bright lights for too long, and had damaged his retinas, maybe even permanently. Everyone else, however, could see the area around them. It was the great red moon they had been hoping for. And just as they had all suspected, it was brilliant red, with similar hues of orange, brown and yellow caused by the moon's minerals and composition. Their journey had been a success.

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Character Portrait: Sigurd Hring Character Portrait: Iskjerne Vikings Character Portrait: Hrafn-Floki Character Portrait: Empyrean Norsemen Character Portrait: Halfdan the Black Character Portrait: Erik Thorvaldsson Character Portrait: Lil' Valojelea
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"Helga... Helga I can't see!" Hrafn-Floki the Vitki said panickly while looking around with pure white eyes. As he fell to his knees, Helga quickly knelt beside him, throwing a dark grey hooded cloak over his shoulders before lifting his chin up to examine his face.

"Floki, your eyes have changed!" Helga exclaimed, a bit shocked to see that her husband no longer had bright blue irises. Instead, his eyes were milky white and had no irises or noticeable pupils at all. Just solid white, with no discolored rings or red veins which could be seen. Floki had failed to close his eyes during the teleportation to Colossa, his curiosity getting the better of him as he was now completely blind, perhaps even permanently. It was a small price to pay however, for the clever Floki had gained a wisdom and knowledge that very few others possessed. He had witnessed the wormhole, and the distortion of space-time firsthand with his own two eyes as he peered into the bright spectrum of rainbow colored white blinding light before going through it.

Helga looked around the immediate area, searching for something useful. She found a very old petrified piece of smooth salt dried driftwood which looked like it had once been washed ashore by the waves. But there was not an inch of water in sight, as the oddly curved stick appeared to just be laying out in the open on a vast barren desert of bright red, orange, brown, white and black sand that was so fine and dry that it seemed like powder or dust. Helga quickly picked up the driftwood and brought it to Floki, placing it into one of his hands as a walking stick before helping him to stand up. Floki appeared much different now, with his white eyes, long crooked shepherd staff and dark grey hooded cloak, which was already turning orange from the collecting red dust.

"Tell me Helga, what does it look like? Was I right or wrong about this place?" Floki the Ghostslayer asked curiously, staring off into the distance at the great void of space, unable to see a thing. All the aging middle aged partially balding auburn haired Viking leader could see was a bright white blinding light surrounded by a circle of rainbow colored rays, like stained glass or a crystal prism of sorts resembling a halo or ring. It was like looking directly into the sun itself.

Helga looked out over the horizon. There was nothing to see at first glance. There was no forest, no grasses, no rivers or lakes. Just a vast bright red desert of mixed dust with deep red mountains and low laying wavy red hills of sand. There were no signs of intelligent life, if life even existed at all. The surface of Colossa was very similar to Mars, apart from having a breathable atmosphere capable of supporting carbon-based lifeforms, and perhaps even more obscure alien species. But there was nothing. The sky was thick and orangish brown, with purplish red clouds and windy dust storms. It looked like a desolate wasteland.

"It's... amazing. It's absolutely gorgeous. The most beautiful landscape I've ever seen," Helga reassured Floki before glancing at the others around them and motioning for them to play along. Erik the Red wasn't scathed at all however as he knelt down and picked up a handful of the red dust, letting it sift through his fingers. He sniffed the sand and tasted it with the tip of his tongue before nodding quietly. He was not from Iskjerne Bay, but from the Empyrean Norse Empire, and his advanced knowledge would prove to be a great asset on this unremarkable red moon.

"The soil is rich with salt, iron, and black powder. I think it contains quartz, charcoal, sulphur, gold, zinc, and sandstone as well." Erik "the Red" Thorvaldsson explained. Of course, there was much to be learned from the moon's mostly uncharted surface. As he drew his name in the sand using Futhark runic script, the young red haired outlaw noticed very fine small reflective particles of gold and other elements which he knew could be exploited with a little bit of knowledge and industrial mining. It was very fine though, and Erik knew from his father and grandfather before him what it would take to separate all of the elements and make something of it. But he was sure he could do it. He just needed some time to setup shop and get things going.

Meanwhile, Halfdan the Black didn't even know it yet, but his brother Harald Finehair had just become the legitimate King of Iskjerne Bay, following through with his plan to defeat Duke Rollo, eliminate all foreign influence and restore the Iskjerne Viking Kingdom to its original Norse Pagan independence and glory. Halfdan was now directly akin to the most famous Viking chieftain since Sigurd Hring, and unbeknownst to him, Halfdan the Black was now in danger of being powerful. He wasted no time in trying to establish a moon colony for his new comrades, as he began barking orders to Thodhilda and the other thralls.

There wasn't much to work with, but between the Empyrean Norseman and the Iskjerne Vikings, they would find a way to survive on this desolate Mars-like landscape and thrive by any means necessary, even if it meant they had to improvise by building an earthware settlement and terraforming their own backyards. It didn't take long for them to come up with a plan. They were Nordic peoples, after all, and had learned to survive in some of the harshest lands imaginable. It didn't matter much where the Vikings had landed. They were warriors by nature, and extremely resilient for what limited technology they had. It only took a week for Floki the Blind's group of seven diehard explorers to build a ring fortress out of nothing at all but natural sand.

A sand castle? A life-size replica. Was it even possible? Hrafn-Floki was blind, but not deaf, mute or stupid. As soon as the project was presented to him, Floki began to contemplate a way. Floki had no limitations apart from his own imagination, which had helped him succeed in times long since forgotten. Within a few days, Floki had Halfdan working on building a sustainable development. With no sign of an oceanic presence, Halfdan the Black started using Norse magic and science to make Floki's dream a reality.

The Vikings were already aware that the air itself was breathable. Halfdan the Black experimented with alchemy and studied Colossa's natural resources, while Erik the Red led the expedition party, surveying the area and determining the proper location of the first settlement. Floki himself, although blind, would orchestrate the whole project and he was very keen in doing so. Since there were no obvious natural resources like wood and water, the Vikings instead began studying the soil and red dust beneath their feet.

The red dust, although insignificant to many other nations in the history of the Multiverse, turned out to be quite fertile and full of natural elements which the Vikings themselves took full advantage of. Two weeks or so after their arrival on the red moon, the Vikings were already developing artificial structures and technology. Sigurd Hring the Titan had already controlled the planet Gaia herself. He had sworn to protect Gaia, and now, as nothing less than a god himself who had somehow merged and became One with Gaia, the great Sigurd Hring, known officially as the "Ringtaker", had already subjectated himself to a higher power.

There were many Titans on Gaia in those days. Even the gods themselves were not immune to Gaia's divine council. It had seemed that, despite the power of the Titans, the gods of the solar system still operated under a Council Republic where freedom was preserved, and Medieval Paganism was still the main authority. This meant Freedom, or what was left of it, as the gods themselves operated semi-democratically, with understandable limitations. Sigurd Hring had ascended completely to godhood. But by his own words, he was still limited and unable to leave the planet, bound by an unwritten, unspoken code of honour. The Vikings on the red moon Colossa did not have his direct presence, for the godhood that had been Sigurd Hring could never leave Gaia, and could only observe from Gaia's exosphere.

Hrafn-Floki had taken the Vikings above and beyond Gaia, to a very foreign place within the cosmos. Colossa was a very underestimated, very uninhabited red moon. There were flying translucent jellyfish on Colossa, but no sign at all of Intelligent life. That is, until the Vikings arrived. Two weeks in, Hrafn-Floki and his new gang had accomplished what Hethel Svensson had accomplished years before. Despite being as blind as an Earthworm, the great Raven Floki had established a colony on the red moon.

The moon. A natural satellite for Gaia, one of the overlooked main forces which had driven the gravity, and controlled the tides of Gaia itself, had now been colonized by none other than Iskjerne Vikings, led by a blind prophet. Floki no doubt had concerns for Iskjerne Bay, and despite having only partial awareness of King Harald Finehair's plans to perform a cultural ethnic cleansing of the planet, Hrafn-Floki was intelligent enough at least to put some thought and effort into protecting his homeland and furthering Gaia's security.

Floki the Blind considered every option in his free time, as most of the work on terraforming had been left in the hands of his subservient followers and thralls, or slaves, who worked tirelessly for over a week or two to turn his dreams into a reality. It was at that time that Floki the Ghostslayer developed a secret colony, naturally camouflaged by the red landscape, and a secret weapon designed specifically for the protection of the planet Gaia herself, from the Viking base on Gaia's insignificant red moon.

The Vikings were ready...

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Or so they thought...

The Vikings tried to build a sand castle, but after a half day of digging they realized that Floki's plan didn't work as the structure caved in. Gathering the information he heard from everyone, Floki realized that he needed a more stable shelter. But without any trees, rain or grass, he would need a replacement for wood and water. So to compensate for their time, Floki proposed that they keep digging and use the rocks and stones on the ground to build an earthdome over the top of the dirtpool, using the red and black dust beneath their feet to support the earthdome like underground walls, giving them a temporary underground shelter which, once covered in the red dust, looked just like another hill on the sandy desert.

This worked, for a time, allowing Floki to think about his options. They couldn't go back. Their transport crystals were only good for a one way trip. He needed to formulate another plan. The following day, the Vikings left the earth lodge to explore the moon further. Floki learned that the sky was black with a red haze during the day, the stars were bright, the 3 suns were further away, and that Gaia itself looked absolutely stunning, a magical glowing blue and green sphere which looked huge from the moon's surface. Floki listened quietly and walked with his 6 followers for miles, but they never found anything other than rocks, salty metallic tasting sand and scarce bits and pieces of driftwood, which they collected anyway. But after a while, and many more attempts, Floki was about to give up.

On the third day, things were starting to get worse. The moon was starting to get windy, and reddish orange dust storms covered the horizon. Floki and his team were too far from their shelter to return in time. They needed another plan, and quickly. Floki led them towards the large fallen rockpile at the base of the mountains and hoped for the best. Time was running out. The Vikings were tired, dehydrated and getting sore. They needed water, and Floki prayed to his dark gods that the large rockpile would be able to shelter them from the incoming red dust storm before they got sand blasted.

But as they got to the rockface, they didn't find any of the large fallen boulders which resembled a shelter. Floki sat on a rock and lowered his head. He failed. He knew it. He understood why Helga deceived him. It was because she loved him. But he knew in his mind that he had given up. He cursed himself and threw his walking stick on the ground, palming himself in the forehead while cursing. But all of a sudden, he heard a yell.

"Floki, come! Come quickly! There is a cave." Helga shouted. A cave? Floki contemplated. If large enough to hold seven people, a cave would be an even better shelter than a rockpile. The Vikings quickly headed into the cave as Helga and Thodhilda prevented the blind leader from falling. But as they entered the small tunnel and headed deeper, the cave started to open up and get bigger. But there were no other passageways. It just went straight back and expanded into a large dark empty chamber. They used the gear they had brought with them to lite candles, and at first they didn't see any particularly interesting shadows. But the chamber had another small tunnel going down even further into the cave, hidden by it's own size, shape and color, both by the darkness, and by the shadow of its reflection. Halfdan almost didn't see it, until he stepped into a hole and fell through, twisting his ankle.

The cave seemed to go on forever, and they still saw no sign of life anywhere. Erik the Red helped Halfdan to his feet while Floki gave up his walking stick so Halfdan could support himself. Now the Vikings were really in trouble. They kept walking slowly deeper into the cave tunnel until finally, like a miracle, they started to notice something different. It sounded like thunder and rushing water behind the cave wall. They traveled further, going around the cavebend, but they didn't expect what they were about to see. For right there at the very end of the cave, was a massive subterranean ecosystem which was blue and green, and had been untouched by anyone until now. It was lit up by the crystalline stalactite and stalagmite formations which formed what looked like an open jaw entrance through a sinister looking smile with sharp pointy teeth for pillars. This seemed to be the only way in or out of the enormous breath-taking underground environment. The light seemed to be originating from the candle lights they were holding, as if the crystalline structures had been some sort of magical amplifiers that made the innermost rigidly dome-shaped part of the cave lite up. Whatever this place was, it had some type of force field around it. It seemed to be protected from outside interferences by some form or manner. Was it technology? Was it anti-technology? Or was it Gaia's magic? If so, the implications were interesting as the inner cave seemed to nullify teleportation, wormholes, time traveling and other strange phenomena. Whatever it was, the hidden gem in the cave was like an underground oasis or paradise with waterfalls, hazey mists, forest jungles and rocky steps up a miniature mountain deep down inside the hollow red moon. They had found water.

The Vikings weren't done yet...

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#, as written by Sigurd
Hrafn-Floki and his 6 companions had discovered a new subterranean world, an unknown, hidden gem on the otherwise unexplored moon, a place like the mythical underground kingdom of Agartha, a continent that existed beneath the ocean which contained its own atmosphere, ecosystem and biodiversity.

"Floki you old fool... you did it," Harald Fairhair's brother, Haldan the Black, said slowly, marveling at the large Eden-like oasis before them as a flock of birds flew over the double rainbow bridge that projected from white misty waterfalls over the densely green mountain.

"We did it..." Floki said with a smile, leaning on his walking stick as he listened to the flow of the nearby creeks and rivers. Floki was still blind in both eyes, but he could just tell by the sounds of nature and the smell of the jungle that Helga had located the paradise he had always imagined.

"Oh Floki it's beautiful," Helga said, hugging Floki over his grey hooded cloak and causing him to chuckle. Helga and Thodhilda continued to accompany Floki across the rocky river as he used his walking stick to navigate. Eric the Red meanwhile stayed with Haldan the Black and helped him to get across the river with a twisted ankle.

The group traveled slow, but they weren't in any hurry as they crossed the river and stopped to rest on the rocky shore. Eric the Red, Thodhilda and the other thrall would gather sticks and firewood, and materials to make rope and thread. Haldan fashioned a splint for his leg to help keep his ankle straight as he twisted his foot back into place with a sharp pop, causing him to cringe and moan with pain.

Floki was given a blindfold or cloth to wrap his head and cover his eyes now that they were useless. After a few days on the rocky shore, the six companions traveled deeper into the jungle and started to explore around. They found a place that was teaming with life and full of useful materials. There were bananas, mangoes, grapes, pineapples, strawberries, peaches, pear trees and all kinds of other edible plants, nuts and berries. They found wild corn, wheat, cereal, seed and grain. They even spotted some of the other local wildlife.

They counted no less than twenty species of birds on the warm mountainside, and thought that there must have been at least 100 different species of animals living on the continent if not more. To their surprise, however, there was no hemlock, no belladonna, no moonwart or any other poisonous ivy or plant that they could find, and very few natural predators. It was like a dreamland of sorts, a place that couldn't be much more perfect for a settlement. After about a month, Floki and his gang built a small permanent settlement on top of the mountain inside the caldera at its peak, which had long turned grassy green over time.

After a while, Eric the Red purchased Thodhilda from Hrafn-Floki and set her free before asking her to marry him. Thodhilda agreed to marry Eric the Red, and soon they started living together in the same house. Floki and his wife Helga lived in the house across from them, along with Floki's servant, while Haldan lived in the 3rd small wooden cabin next to Floki's cabin, and diagonal from Eric's cabin. All three cabins faced inwards towards a round circle made of stones, and inside the circle stood the large, life-sized upright runestone that Floki the Blind carved himself as a little monument and guidestone for their settlement.

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Erik "the Red" Thorvaldsen and Thodhilda Jorundsdottir had four children named Leiv, Freydis, Thorstein and Thorvald, the last one being named after Erik's father. Hrafn-Floki "the Blind" Ghostslayer and his loyal wife Helga also gave birth to two children of their own, Signe and Ragnar, who would often play together with Erik and Thodhilda's kids on Colossa during their long and peaceful adventures. Halfdan the Black's twisted ankle had healed over time and after he made a full recovery, he assisted Floki in building Colossa's very first Nordic space observatory. Floki would remain blind in both eyes for the rest of his life, but what he lacked in vision, he made up for with experience, knowledge and wisdom. He taught Halfdan the Black and Erik the Red everything he knew about woodworking, shipbuilding, how to read and carve runes, what types of metals, crystal stones and trees to look for when building, and gave them every vocal saga and folkloric myth he could remember from his younger years. Sometimes he paused between lessons and had to sit down, and as time progressed, it slowly became apparent that Floki was losing his mind.

Hrafn-Floki had not aged well. The years of Viking raids and adventures were catching up to him as he got older. Apart from being blind, he was also beginning to suffer the effects of Alzheimer's, a disease which none of the Vikings knew much about, but which they had experienced before. They knew Floki was slowly losing his memories, so his faithful companions did all they could to learn from him as the weeks passed. Helga continued to work on her own expertise, gathering herbs, plants and spices to use for cooking, weaving and medicine. She taught the young girls how to cook and sew, how to make healing potions and remedies that would come in handy as they got older. Erik the Red recounted to his children about the massive space-faring Viking longships he had seen back in his homeland, and encouraged all of his children to grow up strong, brave and intelligent so that perhaps one day, they too could sail the stars and recall epic adventures to their own children.

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Thorstein Eriksson was up late one night, peering through the great Colossa Telescope when he noticed a small collection of ships approaching Gaia's atmosphere. Little did the OCEF know, but the presence of the Oberon's Colonial Expeditionary Force and the CU Cheerfulness had not gone unnoticed by the Vikings on the red moon.

Thorstein, excited to see the small fleet in the large space telescope, quickly descended down from Colossa's surface into the underground colony in the center of the red moon in order to wake up Floki and inform him of the presence of Oberon's fleet. Being old and blind and slightly out of his wits, Floki giggled or chuckled before telling Thorstein to wake his father and siblings, and share the news with them. Soon, Erik Thorvaldsen and his whole family were crawling out of bed and climbing up to the surface of Colossa to see what all the fuss was about. Peering through the massive telescope, Erik the Red grinned, watching the CU Cheerfulness as it deployed one of its dropships into Gaia's atmosphere. He could tell by the design of Oberon's ships that the foreigners were not of Taiyou, Argosian or Empyrean origin.

The Vikings of Colossa were filled with curiosity, and set out to take it in shifts to observe the CU Cheerfulness as it hovered above Gaia's exosphere. Halfdan the Black was still doing maintenance on the giant space particle laser cannon designed to intercept any aggressive nuisance to Gaia's solar system, but even now, the large 50 ton long twin barrels of the Viking's new secret weapon was already aimed at the Oberon's small fleet. The crystal powered laser cannon was absolutely massive and capable of blasting a hole in Gaia's atmosphere even from the moon. Any wrong moves or signs of suspicious behavior, and the Vikings would not even hesitate to test the super weapon on the small fleet within their scope. Silent, unnoticeable and deadly, the Vikings observed from a great distance, spying on the colonials from the safety of Gaia's small crimson moon.