Editing Notes from Eivor's travels

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{{Spoilerhd|10 November 2021}}
{{Update|''[[Assassin's Creed: Valhalla]], [[Wrath of the Druids]]'', and ''[[The Siege of Paris]]''}}
Throughout her travels across the 9th century [[England]], [[Norway]], [[Vinland]]; through dreams of [[Asgard]] and [[Jötunheimr]];<ref>''[[Assassin's Creed: Valhalla]]''</ref> and her later journeys to [[Ireland]]<ref>''Assassin's Creed: Valhalla – [[Wrath of the Druids]]''</ref> and [[Francia]],<ref>''Assassin's Creed: Valhalla – [[The Siege of Paris]]''</ref> the [[Vikings|Viking]] [[shieldmaiden]] and ''[[jarl]]skona'' [[Eivor Varinsdottir]] of the [[Raven Clan]] came across notes and inscriptions that contained information on people, businesses, and events. These included messages written on paper and walls. Most of these texts were found in military and bandit camps, cities, and other places of interest.

==Asgard==
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|-|Note for Njord=
''Former-husband,<br><br>I return today to the icy embrace of our snow-covered kingdom. You think us harsh and frigid, but our inner-fire burns all the brighter against the cold. You are a cool fish in warm water, and despite a pair of feet that know no equal, you do not meet our measure of manhood.<br><br>Skadi, Mistress of the Frozen Mountains''
|-|Love Letter to Skadi=
''Skadi, my Majestic Mistress!<br><br>Will you not stay?<br>We may be as different as Nótt and Dagr,<br>But we burn brighter than both.<br>You are the saltiest dish of lutefisk that ever I tasted,<br>And life will be a poor feast without you.<br><br>–Njord the Tempest-Tossed''
|-|Letter from Freyja=
''Tyr, Lord of Kennels<br><br>Garm got loose in my garden again, ripped up the new beds and consumed a score of unique plants that now exists nowhere else but that mangy cur's guts. If the poison does not kil him, I will the next time he places a paw on my lands. He will make a fine rug.<br><br>Freyja, Mother of the Volur''
|-|A Plea for Fairness=
''Havi -<br><br>A witness has come forward in the case of [[Brunhild|Sigerdrifa]] to support that she was indeed coerced. In light of this new evidence, it seems overly cruel and perhaps short-sighted to let her fate hinge on a curse. I say this not out of sentimentality but simple practicality. Sometimes the ripples from these tiny tragedies can come crashing onto our shores.<br><br>–Tyr, Lord of justice''
|-|Letter to Idunn=
''Bride of Spring, Queen of Birth,<br>Watch your treasures well.<br>Tricksters lie and seek to steal<br>Your gracious Gift of Youth.<br>But your most precious prize<br>Lies deep inside<br>And needs my key to unlock it.''
|-|Message for Loki=
''Lord of Thieves,<br><br>When you promised us the "fruit of Idunn's toil," we expected certain artifacts of power, not a basket of actual fruit. Although delicious, they were far from the apples we desire. Do not look to enter Jotunheim without such a prize or you will be served as a side dish at Hel's grim banquet.<br><br>T.''
|-|Heimdall's Report=
''Havi -<br><br>The attacks grow more fierce and I must venture from my tower. What I hear with my Hidden Ear worries me, and now I must see it with my eyes.<br><br>I beg you, once again, to assign me a serious apprentice. Loki clearly resents his role as gatekeeper and bristles at the lightest of requests. He will need some supervision in my absence. Not that he can do much harm without my key, but the wards have been weakened, and he would be next to useless against a full Jotnar assault. Best that he be reassigned—or expelled from Asgard altogether—despite whatever fool's bargain you've struck. I swear he will be the death of me.<br><br>–H.''
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===Ivaldi's Forge===
<tabber>
|-|Ivaldi's Wood Carvings=
''The namesake trees of the Hollow Forest have properties unseen elsewhere in the realms. At their core, a solid emptiness that retreats from the eye, then draws near. Like the rise and fall of a down-covered bosom. Would a construct of this wood own these same shifting properties when cut off from their roots?''
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===Lyngvi Island===
<tabber>
|-|Scrap of Loki's Handwriting=
''...may sustain you, my son, and buy favor...''
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==England==
===Cent===
<tabber>
|-|A Narrow Leather Strip=
''M<br>L<br>M<br>A<br>O<br>E<br>N<br>S<br>A<br>D<br>Q<br>M<br>V<br>V<br>A<br>C<br>I<br>X<br>A<br>N<br>I<br>M<br>O<br>M<br>V<br>S<br>A<br>S<br>D<br>C<br>L<br>O<br>V<br>I<br>M<br>L<br>B<br>I<br>P<br>E<br>N<br>A<br>N<br>E<br>-<br>T<br>N<br>V<br>E<br>T<br>I<br>R<br>-<br>T<br>I<br>A<br>V<br>L<br>T<br>S''
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====Canterbury Seminary====
<tabber>
|-|Regretful Reply=
''Mistress Cynewynne,<br><br>Enough. I will not baptize Reginleif and Podlecius. Firstly, they do not have souls,  so they cannot go to heaven (or hell). Secondly, I have on good authority from Brother Harold that they hate getting wet. The bite is still infected by the way. Thirdly they are cats. Lastly they are cats. I know the final points are one and the same, but they are so vital to my argument, I thought they bore repeating.<br><br>Your humble servant,<br>Father Gratiosus''
|-|Respectful Scroll=
''I write this in honor of Lord Augustine, first Archbishop of Canterbury, sent here by blessed Gregory, Bishop of the city of Rome, who with the help of God, guided King Ethelbert and his people from the worship of idols to the Faith of Christ.''
|-|Bloody Warning=
''We are the protectors of the blessed Augustine of Canterbury. We have made it our vow to cut down every heathen who steps upon our sainted shores. Let the swords of the slain enemeis of Christ be a warning.<br><br>God is strong in our hearts and our soil''
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====Dover Pharos====
<tabber>
|-|A Snake's Tale=
''Thereupon the hillside brightly<br><br>Lives and slivers something sprightly<br><br>Old as time and twice as wise<br><br>Fangs of venom, lightning eyes<br><br>He who dares to catch his tail<br><br>Will find their deepest wish prevail<br><br>Then will Old Hisser take his flight<br><br>And leave behind a skin of white''
|-|Worried Note=
''I might have lost the key in the tower. I was exploring the remains, and when I came back, I found myself locked outside.<br><br>I hope we find it because the closest locksmith is two days away.''
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====Folcanstan====
<tabber>
|-|Desparate Note=
''Is it irony that as a tax collector, I have lost every coin that has ever come to my pocket? On drink, on song, on dice. Now I can no longer afford to eat anything but turnips. If I died of malnutrition, I could not pay the church to bury me. And then God answered my prayers. With a bounty from the sea. Can I take these coins that washed up on the shore? Is it stealing? Are they taxable?''
|-|Recipe of Love=
''My mother's recipe guaranteed to win the love of any man who tastes it.<br><br>Fish Stewed in Ale<br>One Leek<br>A knob of Butter<br>A cup of low-hopped ale<br>One whole fish<br>A handful of breadcrumbs<br><br>Gut and clean the fish.<br>Add the leek to the butter in the pan.<br>Fry.<br>Add the ale and bring to a boil.<br>Let the fish simmer for thirty minutes.<br>Remove the fish and put on your best platter.<br>Sieve the sauce to rid the dish of scales.<br>Serve with buttered turnips.''
|-|Begging Letter=
''Dear Father Gratiosus,<br><br>Please reconsider baptizing my precious Reginleif and Podlecius and giving them Godly Christian names. If you don't, I am worried that when I die, they will not be waiting for me in heaven, but instead will burn eternal in the pits of hell. And although they both love to curl up by the fire, I don't think my cats would like this.<br><br>Your faithful servant,<br>Cynewynne''
|-|A Guilty Confession=
''Ita quod dicere possunt cum Wade:<br><br>Summe sende ylves & summe sende nadderes,<br><br>sumne sende nikeres the biden watez wunien.<br><br>Nister man nenne bute ildebrand onne.<br><br>O, Wade. The very waves ebb and flow at your command. I have tried to turn away from your pagan song, but when my own God ignored my prayers you answered them.<br><br>Will I go to Hell? Gladly, and in your soft embrace.''
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===East Anglia===
<tabber>
|-|Wife's Note=
''My love,<br><br>I write these lines to you as you sleep as soundly as a babe. But I worry your health will falter without mroe herbs. Should you awake and find this note before I return, know that I would never abandon you. I have locked the doors from the outside for fear of wolves or worse--Danish raiders. You must hide should they come.<br><br>Love you always,<br>Edyth''
|-|A Sribbled Plea=
''Herleif! Someone has stolen the offerings from Cedd's Stone again. I finally spotted them! Green shadows flitting through the thick of the brush. I tried going after them, but their tracks fade fast, and I am no hunter. I can barely tell if it is a mossy bear or a starving, dirty Saxon. I leave this to you, none that desecrate our god-shrines shall go unpunished.''
|-|Note in a Child's Scrawl=
''Friends of St. Martin-<br><br>Fiona the Fox<br>The Large Walker''
|-|Scroll of Potent Charms=
''Charm of Crop Blóm<br><br>Mix a woman's moon-blood, sprig of mistletoe, red loam, and a horse's heart<br><br>Speak the names of the Aesir from the Völuspâ while blessing the crops<br><br><br>Charm of War-Fever<br><br>In a ram's skull, mix horse's blood and nightshade under Freya's moon<br><br>Drink the mix, chant the Berserkersaga, and wear the Bear-Sark''
|-|Hunter's Journal=
''Today I found its tracks. Like none I have ever found in the wildwood. The legend must be true. That devil's spawn named the Black Shuck roams this realm. I track it, but in truth, it tracks me too. I sense its unseen presence, watching from the woods. The tracks lead to the Roman ruins nearby. Tomorrow, I shall be ready.''
</tabber>

====Beodoricsworth====
<tabber>
|-|Mercian Captain's Report=
''My Lord, King of Mercia<br><br>The realm of East Anglia is fraught with peril, but he war will not spill across the border into Mercia, not yet. The Danish factions claw at each other's throats while the East Anglians are caught between the anvil and the hammer. Athelstan was a good king, but now he too is dead. My sword wishes to help our kin, but your orders are to wait. So wait I shall, sire.<br><br>Godwin the Patient''
|-|Hastily Written Letter=
''The End is Nigh!<br><br>I am Aelfwyn, chosen by God to free this land from the heathens. I write to warn you of the judgment that is at hand. This letter is a command from God himself to join my cause, the true, just cause of the Lord. There are many false prophets abroad today, but they are pretenders, nothing more. The godly are with me, the ungodly are not. You do not wish to be the latter.''
</tabber>

====Berkelow Bog====
<tabber>
|-|Scrawled Prayer=
''Father Lerion, founded of oak and stone, thunder and wind. Of Woden's kin you were.<br><br>Did you never stoop to see the daughter who loved you best and in whose memory you live, afire, as Lord of all?''
</tabber>

====Beteleah Farm====
<tabber>
|-|Wife's Prayer=
''Edgar, it's been days since Alder left to track the raiders near our farm. I have faith God will protect him, but still I worry. If you venture into the fields, have a care.''
</tabber>

====Brisleah Farm====
<tabber>
|-|Tattered Letter=
''Mildred,<br><br>We are fleeing to Northwic before Rued's men lay waste to this place. We could not carry everything hidden in the basement, so bring with you anything of value we left behind. But hurry! The Danes take all and spare none.<br><br>Godspeed,<br><br>Edric''
</tabber>

====Dunwic====
<tabber>
|-|Crumbling Scroll=
''You call this a cell? No, no, no. It is a window into another world, into truth, into a place that grows and twists beyond the laws of God. It speaks a language I cannot understand, but I hear. O, how I smothered in silk. Listen? Can you hear it too? Can you? Can you hear the wicked whispers of the spiders, those spindly, bristly spiders whose wild webs tell me things...''
</tabber>

====Edmund's Hope====
<tabber>
|-|Worthful Offering=
''O lord,<br><br>Take these gifts, my blood offering, as a sign of devotion to your mighty Cause. I have laid waste a dozen heathens for your greater Glory, though one crept up into the rafters to die, so that you may smite him down at your leisure. May his blood and body please you, my Lord.<br><br>Your most devoted apostle,<br><br>Saint [[Aelfwyn]],<br><br>Hammer of the Heathens''
</tabber>

====Elmenham====
<tabber>
|-|Magnus' Note-to-Self=
''To Tomorrow's Magnus,<br><br>The coverings to the graves remain broken. If you have not fixed them by the time you have read this note, you had best pray nothing has been stolen or it will be your head and there will be no Tomorrow's Magnus, tomorrow.<br><br>With much concern,<br><br>The Magnus of Today''
|-|Unfinised Verses=
''Valdis, I have never heard a name such as yours. But it brings to mind the flowers of my--<br><br>Dear, Valdis, you are our Queen now. Together we will bear the fruits of--<br><br>Valdis, you are the sole captor of my soul, my burning ember, the igneous--''
|-|Nobleman's Diary=
''I have worked tirelessly for this marriage alliance. And now that it approaches, I find myself beset by doubts. Plagued by fears that I am unworthy as a king, a husband, even as a lover. And this woman shall be my wife--it cannot be politics alone. A woman such as Valdis deserves more. A poem perhaps? No, no ... or should I?''
</tabber>

====Forward Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Dane Sailor's Letter=
''Inga,<br><br>Though the great sea separates us, my mind flies to you, even on the eve of battle. All around, my fellow Danes beat their chests, eager to drink of the red war-death. It was never my wish to fall in battle, or even live apart from you, but I cannot let our little ones starve. If I fall, Thorfast has sworn to carry this note and my share of the treasure to your across the wide whale-road.<br><br>-Skorri''
|-|Saxon Soldier's Letter=
''Sister,<br><br>I know you are wroth at me for going to war and leaving all in your hands. But Father is dead and our brothers too. Who else is left to defend our farm? I shall return before harvest, this I swear by all the holy saints. And do not forget to milk Sciffa and shear Ella.<br><br>Athelswith''
</tabber>

====Grime's Graves====
<tabber>
|-|Old Diary=
''My boy. My sweet little Grendel. My eyes see nothing but a helpless tiny thing. Perhaps his form is like no other, but my heart feels an immense love. Like God's love. I cannot fail him. They say he will not live long. But I will do anything for my baby, my Grendel.''
|-|Tattered Diary=
''My Grendel thrives in the face of so much. Our village. Other children. His own body. My love amd the grace of God are all he needs. We will move away from the rest. He needs not their fearful looks, their vile taunts, their evil threats.''
|-|Musty Diary=
''Grendel's sins are for God alone to judge. My simple boy knows not his own strength. Forgive him, Lord, as he knows not what he does. My duty is to help him thrive. And I shall. I love him. I love him so. My sweet little boy. My Grendel.''
</tabber>

====King's Bury====
<tabber>
|-|Elegy for the Royal Martyr=
''Her lies King Edmund, father of East Anglia, a good and godly man. May he lie here in peace, surrounded by the children of God, until Doomsday when the dust shall return to the earth, and the spirit shall return unto Heaven. Lord have mercy on his soul.''
</tabber>

====Lerion's Estate (unmarked location)====
<tabber>
|-|Faded Letter [1]=
''Thegn Leofwine,<br><br>Since the execution of Ealdorman Lerion for treason and subsequent disappearance of his three daughters, there has been no activity at the late ealdorman's estate. Only rats and roaches remain.<br><br>My men and I have conducted a partial search of the premises. We found a great many dusturbing signs that indicate our late Ealdorman Lerion was not a man of Christ, but was in fact deeply besotted by the false gods of his deluded forebears.<br><br>If I could enter the family crypt, I might learn more about Lerion's blasphemies and motivations, but the way is blocked by a hideous statue, and the location is suffused with a cursed miasma. I dare not enter without a priest.<br><br>I pray you have more success than I have had myself.<br><br>Thegn Aethelstan''
|-|Faded Letter [2]=
''Ealdorman Lerion,<br><br>Rumors abound of your wish to take action against King Burgred in Mercia. Answer now and put a swift end to these whisperings or suffer the wrath of King Edmund.<br><br>You have until the next new moon to visit Northwic and renew your vows of fealty to the king. Else he will strip you of your title and take your villa for spoils. Do not defy him.<br><br>Bishop Romulf, Advisor to His Majesty, King Edmund''
|-|Faded Letter [3]=
''Ealdorman Lerion,<br><br>Glory awaits. The alliance we have forged is sealed by our mutual affection for the Ancients and the power they bequeath. Have no doubts, the Mercian throne will be yours. Soon your great line of Wuffingas will be restored to a power they have not seen in generations.<br><br>Give thanks to the Ancient Ones for what is to come. Summon all those spirits that give us strength. Ready your fyrd, and await my signal. And do give my fond wishes to your beloved daughter, Cordelia.<br><br>Aella Rex of Northumbria''
|-|Faded Letter [4]=
''Thegn Leofwine,<br><br>Lerion's estate is a dire place. On our initial visit, we intended to detain Lerion's three daughters-- Cordelia, Regan, Goneril --and seize all lands and property. But they were violent and intrasigent. At our approach, they accosted us with curses and clods of mud and feces. A sickening display.<br><br>I returned a fortnight later with a larger contingent of men to carry out the eviction, but the villa and its surrounding grounds had been vandalized, destroyed, and looted. The daughters have absconded to God knows where, and their hearts are full up with malice. Have a care as you move about the grounds.<br><br>Thegn Aethelstan''
|-|Faded Letter [5]=
''Thegn Leofwine,<br><br>As a reward for bringing the treasonous acts of Lerion into the light, King Edmund wishes to award you a third portion of the former Ealdorman's estate. Arrangements for Lerion's daughters must first be made. They will make poor wives for the Thegns of East Anglia, but unions with Mercia and Wessex may prove fruitful.<br><br>King Edmund continues to worry over the Danes and their leeching demands. Let us leave aside all other conflicts and face this challenge head on, together.<br><br>Thegn Aethelstan''
|-|Faded Letter [6]=
''Ealdorman Lerion,<br><br>My loyalty is absolute, old friend. You shall have the men you ask for and more, but only if you can make clear assurances that the promised aid from Aella of Northumbria will come. If he backs your claim to Mercia, then I shall as well. But I must have proof. I must have your oath.<br><br>Swear upon a holy rood and deny the rumors that you dabble in blood-magic, and you shall hear the march of feet and the drum of hooves one week from the Christ-Mass. God willing, Mercia and East Anglia will be joined as one, and the Wuffingas will rule once more.<br><br>Thegn Leofwine''
|-|Faded Letter [7]=
''Observations upon entering the late Ealdorman Lerion's estate.<br><br>Little of value remains in the villa and upper grounds. His three daughters appear to have burnt, stolen, or destroyed everything of minor value.<br><br>The family crypt below the villa contains more promise, though the space is marred by the horrifying iconography of a sickened mind.<br><br>At the center of the crypt is a statue roughly rendered in the shape of the late Lerion. Three slits or impressions in its back seem to want for a key of some kind.<br><br>Surely his absent daughters know the truth, but they have not been seen since a week following their father's execution for treason.<br><br>I will remain here for a time and see what other mysteries, and perhaps answers, I can discern.<br><br>Thegn Leofwine''
|-|Faded Letter [8]=
''A blood-rotten bile of curses down the throat of treasonous Leofwine! Thunder and lightning of Thunor upon the petty head of pious Edmund! A scourge of Dane spears in the bloated guts of galling Aella!<br><br>Black curses on you ALL for defying so great a man! Lerion FATHER. Lerion KING. Lerion DIVINE. We will devour all those who defied him!<br><br>R - G - C''
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====Northwic====
<tabber>
|-|Priest's Prayer=
''The people grow desperate. The raiders grow fierce. These tithes must be protected. I have moved them from my house to the church's second floor. Surely, none would desecrate this holy sanctum?''
|-|Gambler's Scribblings=
''I will be the guided god-hand! Freyr's breath will kiss the hollows of my dice! I will be the face of Orlog! All will know me as the dice king! I will show them all! I will receive her[sic] blessing ... somehow.''
|-|Cat-Watcher's Letter=
''This cat. He must be a witch's familiar! One moment he's here, and when I turn my head, he is gone! He leaves no paw prints in the mud, nor do leaves rustle when he passes. I must be mad.''
|-|Dane Steward's Note=
''The invaders worm deeper into East Anglia every day. We must be frugal and prepare for the worst, Hilda. Take your valuables, your silver, and stash them away. They will not look in the longhouse attic.<br><br>Or for our sake, I pray they do not.''
|-|Of King Edmund's Death=
''The pagans ordered King Edmund to renounce God and all that is holy. But even beaten, bound, and bludgeoned, our lord held fast to his faith. Our monarch bid them do their worst, for he would not bend to their will. With their cruel barbs, the heathens martyred him in this place.''
|-|An Estate in the Woods=
''A wandering monk spread rumors of a [[Lerion's Estate|Roman ruin]] sotheast of Northwic. Duty compels me to search such a site, but here are darker things in these lands than rogue Danes, or so the monk says.<br><br>For now, I shall quell my quickening heart. The ruins have survived many winters, they may wait longer. I must stay alive long enough to explore them.''
</tabber>

====Ruined Tower====
<tabber>
|-|A Dane's Letter=
''Aric! Rued claims we took treasure from our last raid but denied him his rightful share. You know we found nothing! Those Saxon farmers must have stashed it. Find it, before Rued exiles us ... or worse. One of the farmers spoke of an underground vault, but he ... did not survive my questioning. Find this vault, Aric, before Rued finds us.''
</tabber>

====Scotthoh Farm====
<tabber>
|-|Farmer's Diary=
''Every day, the Danes draw nearer. The others have fled to Northwic, but we ... we shall stay. These are our homes.<br><br>Smoke over the trees now. Thatch roofs burn so bright. Rued's raiders spare neither man nor woman, kith nor kin.<br><br>We hear them laughing as they walk up the road. It is time, and may God have mercy on us all.''
</tabber>

====Seahenge====
<tabber>
|-|[unnamed note]=
''[[File:ACV Seahenge Note.png|200px]]<br><br>I have come upon these ancient timbers, tarred for preservation, to mark my sacred symbol and pinpoint the source of their power.<br><br>As I pray, the Lord sends through me the voice of a Holy Spirit. It reverberates with the finery of ancient language, and I am made anew.<br><br>Were these timbers carried by the Nephilim? Barriers against invasions from afar? Please Lord, let this truth shineth upon me as bright as your Word doth.<br><br>- Brendan of Clonfert''

====Serpent's Landing====
<tabber>
|-|Mead-Stained Letter=
''We have taken Serpent's Landing. The road to victory is clear for Rued Jarl. We have broken this kingdom, their warriors are like headless fowl with no king to lead them in battle. East Anglia is ours this day.''
</tabber>

====Sunken Glory====
<tabber>
|-|Sailor's Last Log=
''This is how I die? Alone, stranded, left for dead on a ship that is now naught but driftwood. By the hand of other Odin-sons. The sails are torn, the sharks circle, and I will die a hapless fool, denied a glorious death of battle. The Valkyries ride not for me ... already the cold draft of Niflheim chills my face as its gates open. May you die a cursed death, Rued, so that my men and I may meet you in Hel, axes and sticks in hand.''
</tabber>

====Sutton Hoo====
<tabber>
|-|Bandit Scrawlings=
''Listen, you dung-handlers. Chief told me to patch up the wall, and I did it. Our oil's just beyond, so don't have those torches around unless you want to join the feast of the dead in their moldering graves.''
|-|Written in a Shaky Hand=
''I seen it again. I told Ulfric what I seen but he do not take no heed of me. Nobody do. They do not feel the cold piercing me in the dark like an arrow in the back of the skull. They are too drunk, too numb. But it is too dark here for my liking. We ought to scurry back to Theotford. Somehwere not so cold...''
</tabber>

====Theotford====
<tabber>
|-|Reeve's Reminder=
''Osric, hide the food and silver plate in the church. These devils would dare not besiege a monument of God! But we can never be sure, so bar the door too. We shall return for what is ours.<br><br>-Wynnstan, Reeve of Theotford''
</tabber>

===Essexe===
====Camulodunum bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=
''GENVS PACTI<br>Execution<br><br>The Iceni grow impatient for reforms – Four decades after Boudicca, the Romans are unyielding – Citizenship denied to all but outsiders – Requests and pleas sent to Governor Verus and Imperator Domitian remain unanswered – It is time to speak in words the Senate cannot ignore – Verus must die Kal. Mai. at noon – Make a spectacle of it.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Acolytus Anicius<br><br>STATVS<br>Success'
</tabber>

====Halstead Outpost====
<tabber>
|-|Helpful Note=
''If someone finds the key from the Oil storage, please bring it back. We need the oil for the lanterns. It was last seen in the possession of those mongrels Cuthbert and Edwin, who were drunken and rowdy by the well.''
</tabber>

===Eurvicscire===
<tabber>
|-|Jovial Memo=
''Od's blood, but that's a right shiny haul of hack. Guess wot that bishop won't mind we pinched his offerings, eh? All them poor wee widow's tithes, goin' to fill me belly full of drink!''
|-|Hexed Scroll I=
''Freyja wields freely the craft of seidr<br><br>Born of elves, for boon and bane''
|-|Beacon Note=
''Sometimes, I fear if I let the beacons fade, darkness will wash over this land like a rising tide.<br><br>Such things prey on a man's mind as you walk the lonely wall. Light the beacons.<br><br>Hrolf the Watcher''
|-|East Fort Note=
''We took this fort first, long time ago. When we landed. Promised us a green land and lots of food.<br><br>Well, things change. I cached supplies and warm clothes nearby for hunters and traders in need. Keep the beacons lit.<br><br>Hrolf the Watcher''
</tabber>

====Anlaf's Lookout====
<tabber>
|-|Guard's Scribble=
''Too many travelers have vanished near the waterfall for my liking.''
|-|Lookout's Note=
''Trygve,<br><br>The men north of the wall grow bolder as winter grows deeper.<br><br>They now cross the wall, pushing far into Northumbrian territory.<br><br>Beg Hemming Jarl to send more men to—''
</tabber>

====Cnuic Fhada Ruins====
<tabber>
|-|Battered Note=
''Aerinmund my son, they raided the village, but your mother and I fled to safety. Our family heirloom is secure, and we are hiding in the ruins. Meet us there when you find this. Then we shall all find succor in Jorvik.''
</tabber>

====Dalby Forest====
<tabber>
|-|Hexed Scroll II=
''So too my mother taught me moon-magic<br><br>I wield it now on those who wronged me''
</tabber>

====Donecaestre====
<tabber>
|-|Treacherous Parchment=
''Brother,<br><br>Here's a goodly cache of fine iron. It's nay for smelting nor for barter.<br><br>This iron we wield against the heathen when next we rise.<br><br>Northumbria shall be numbered one of God's Kingdoms once again.<br><br>O, aye, and burn this note.<br><br>–A Friend''
|-|A Godi's Reprimand=
''Thorfulf, a godi has little use for blood picks and battle plates, yet your former gear rusts in the attic, taking up precious space. Find a use for it, or I shall gift it to [sic] next skald who crafts a better kenning.''
|-|Servant's Scribble=
''Mildreth dear,<br><br>Have a care when y0ou serve Lord Halfdan. He grows wroth at the slightest thing these days and rages at all.<br><br>Last fortnight, he had that poor server tossed into a pig-sty for spilling a dash of wine out of his bloody unicorn's horn!''
</tabber>

====Isurium Aldburg====
<tabber>
|-|Pict's Command=
''Bridei, scout ahead with your band of warrior women, those who well wield the ash-bow. Stay hidden and stay safe.''
</tabber>

====Ritual Circle====
<tabber>
|-|Hexed Scroll III=
''Jorvik, your name means naught but sin<br><br>Burn and bleed now, yield to Loki's yoke!''
</tabber>

====Stenwege Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Pictish Call to Arms=
''To every chief and lord of Pictland, from the highlands to the isles. Too long we have suffered the raids of the heathen Danes.<br><br>This winter, as they feast and fatten themselves on their ill-gotten gains, we shall strike at the very heart of their power, the ancient fortress of Magnis!<br><br>Further word shall follow.''
</tabber>

====Wiccan's Cave====
<tabber>
|-|Witch's Curse=
''A hex upon thee, ye who spit at me!<br><br>May your bones turn to stone<br><br>May your hunger never cease<br><br>May your heart turn to bone<br><br>May your blood run to the sea<br><br>Till the horns sound upon the Last Day<br><br>So I curse thee and so mote it be.''
|-|The Crock and Dish of Rhygenydd the Cleric=
''A bounteous feast awaits<br>The Bold, unfaltering step<br>Beware foul fowl and beast<br>Revenge is the dish they serve''
</tabber>

===Glowecestrescire===
<tabber>
|-|Notes on a Mask=
''Despire my hopes, It seems the mask is more myth than fact. A shame, an enchanted item that allows the wearer to pass between the doorways between worlds. I've combed these hills in search, but my stocks are low and my back is sore. See you at home.<br><br>-Bran''
</tabber>

====Aelfwood====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Eva=
''Mother Modron said I am still unprepared for the role of a guard. She does not see the true extent of my power.<br><br>No matter. I need not recognition to fight for the cause.''
|-|Scrap of Paper=
''Tried to lie down in a cave for rest and was shooed off by some hooded creatures with skull faces. I'll not rest anywhere in this cursed place!''
</tabber>

====Cragstone Watchtower====
<tabber>
|-|Piece of Paper=
''Mother,<br><br>I have gone to Sabrina's Spring to bring back a cleansing for the sickness that has overtaken this land. If I do not return, know that I love you and I tried. The curse was just stronger than my feet.''
</tabber>

====Druid's Cottage====
<tabber>
|-|love Letter=
''Another year of early blossoms. Have you sent them from your side? Always the soothsayer in life, I can see you keeping the gods as a captive audience on the other side. Boots has had another litter. We'll be rich in cats as we were in love. Sleep well, my beast.''
</tabber>

====Glowecestre====
<tabber>
|-|Note=
''One of the little folk asked me to make the door smaller, as he wants to keep unruly houseguests from his house. After the nonsense with the druid last fall, I can see his point.''
|-|Samhain Flyer=
''Ready your little ones for Samhain's celebrations!<br><br>Turnip Carving! Hoodening! Bobbing for Apples!<br><br>Round of Prayer to Start the Evening at Sundown!''
</tabber>

====Sabrina's Spring====
<tabber>
|-|Prayer Sheet=
''Kind Sabrina,<br><br>Please protect our people from evil wrought by dark magicks and colluding with the devil. Protect my family from the sickness that was wrought at the town of Cragstone.''
</tabber>

====St. Kenhelm's Falls====
<tabber>
|-|Bran's Journal Page=
''Dafydd is content with a life of a shepherd, but my gaze goes higher. What is a lord but a man with more gold, more land, and more to lose? Legends tell of riches, artefacts, hidden around Glowecestre that could buy more than a plot of land. I will bring back these items: Fae Treasures of Belas Knap, the ring of Silvanus, and who knows what else, and raise us as lords!<br><br>-Bran''
</tabber>

===Grantebridgescire===
<tabber>
|-|Bandit's Note=
''Torolf,<br><br>Meet me by the gates at first light. I'll take you to see the nudies hanging about in a small camp out west. They're bare arsed, so there won't be anything to take, but bring some ale and we'll have a few good laughs.''
</tabber>

====Earnningstone====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Wigmund=
''Thegn Wimbald,<br><br>Your offerings have been quite generous. My men fight well, they sleep well, and they are in good spirits, and it is all because they are well fed.<br><br>Their efficiency is key to our victory, so it remains imperative that this partnership continues until the Danish threat is obliterated, for the sake of all who call Grantebridge their home.<br><br>Rest assured the Order of the Ancients recognizes your contributions and will see to it that you are adequately rewarded.<br><br>Wigmund''
</tabber>

====Grantebridge====
<tabber>
|-|Fisherman's Tale=
''There is a tree that stands on a hill of graves. And in these graves are the rotting corpses of sinners, doomed to everlasting suffering.<br><br>Their bodies tortured by the tree's roots, their souls tangled in its thorned branches and there remain.<br><br>To be buried on this hill is to be denied the afterlife.''
|-|Wigmund's Journal=
''Members of the Order,<br><br>Grantebridge is ours. The one they call Soma retreated to the bog where she belongs, her army dismantled. Today, we usher in a new era.''
|-|Dane Wanted for Murder=
''A man reportedly known as Egil the Fornicating Crow has broken several laws by stealing food and murdering several innocent Danes whom had hoped to trade with him.<br><br>He is tall and brooding and is wanted under Dane law, the rule of Aelfred and Burgred, and the laws of God.<br><br>Othswith, Scire Reeve''
|-|Letter to Mother=
''Dear Mother,<br><br>Every night I pray and proclaim to the heavens: Dear God Why So Many Rats!<br><br>I regret to inform you I cannot pay my food tax nor send you the oats and barley for your beer and porridge. The taste of your beer and porridge brings me so much joy, however the rats of our land have taken the counsel of the devil and own the fertile soils like serpents in heaven. I pray to God every day and night they will one day grant me freedom from their pestilence.<br><br>Your faithful son,<br><br>Cyneburt the Infested''
</tabber>

====Isle of Ely Monastery====
<tabber>
|-|Keep Out of the Marsh=
''She waits in the marsh! A cruel and ghastly wretch. To disturb her is to awaken a demon. One who will eat your soul! Stay away. STAY AWAY!''
</tabber>

====Middletun====
<tabber>
|-|Letter to You=
''I do not have long now, a few hours at the most. This place is as good as any. A beautiful view of the setting sun or the bright stars should I last into the night.<br><br>I have met people so afraid to die alone, but as I lie here writing this, I see there is nothing to fear. After all, it is a journey we must all take alone, with no one and nothing in tow.<br><br>And so to whoever should find me, I leave you this key to my home, in hopes that that which I leave behind can find new meaning.''
</tabber>

====Gratian's Villa Ruins====
<tabber>
|-|Old Roman Letter=
''Dearest Gratian,<br><br>Your performance at the battle of Adrianopolis was unfortunate, however the army is loyal to you here. We would like to march on Gaul and defend it, as many of our men are native to it.<br><br>The soldiers long for your inspiring speeches and the young fire you imbibe them with in battle.<br><br>Please meet me in Lyon at your behest. We will make plans to take Thrace once more.<br><br>Magnus Maximus''
</tabber>

====Soham Hideout====
<tabber>
|-|Letter to Spaldingas Leader=
''Lord,<br><br>I trust all is well in Lincoln, and that the fruits of the shire are plenty and sating. I am writing to you from the neighboring shire of Grantebridge, where the men and I have nestled in a bog. Here we are building an encampment with the help of priests from the local monasteries. They were given two options and chose the one which kept them alive. Once we've no use for them, we'll send them your way. Let them know there is a new God they may serve.<br><br>Billfrith''
</tabber>

====Temple of Ceres Bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=
''GENUS PACTI<br>Execution<br><br>The new Church of Rome has found sturdy footing in the isle of Britannia, yet our past support of these same worshippers goes unrecognized – Executions of Belgae pagans are a routine occurence in the streets of the city – Our please for compromise fall upon deaf ears – Imperator Theodosius is unresponsive – We must send a message – Three church fathers – Vitus, Secunda, Agapitus – must die in a public specatacle – remind the Romans that Britannia is home to numberless tribes.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Acolytus Teague<br><br>STATUS<br>Partial Success – Target killed – Magister succumbed to wounds''
|-|A Faded Letter=
''Magister Sebastos,<br><br>Forgive my spirited tone, but this evacuation order from Magister Vitus in Londinium seems premature and cowardly. For over three centuries the Hidden Ones have worked in the shadows of this empire to protect its subjects from the worst abuses of numberless Caesars and their petulant whims.<br><br>Yet now, as the empire recedes and our protections begin to bear fruit, we are told to abandon our post? Madness. Have all our efforts come to nothing? Will our noble Sisterhood let these violent but few voices who oppose our presence sing loudest? We must be better than this, I am sure you will agree.<br><br>Your friend and sister in shadows, Magister Maya,<br><br>ALTERIUS NON SIT QUI SUUS ESSE POTEST''
</tabber>

====Wandrie====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Wigmund=
''Thegn Esefrith,<br><br>Rest assured that I understand your reticence. It is important your people maintain their trust in you. We cannot afford an uprising.<br><br>The guards I have sent along with this letter will ensure order is kept in your domain. Let them absorb any push back from the ceorls.<br><br>Lord Wigmund''
</tabber>

===Hamtunscire===
<tabber>
|-|Dusty Scroll=
''I have committed to maintaining the Hill figure, using flour and chalk of the Dover Cliffs. This act is one in which I commit myself to the great work of the Britonnic fathers and mothers who placed it here to remind us of the gods' work.<br><br>I water the griounds at night so the earth around it is properly nourished. And during the day, I sweep and weed out any vermin.<br><br>None shall know my true name<br><br>But let the Dark Horses ride with me.<br><br>Beonsby''
|-|Stern Letter=
''You Who Touch This Are Cursed!<br><br>Dashed to the Devil's Home!<br><br>These are the possessions of the Sacred Few.<br><br>Your touching them means your head shall roll.''
|-|Proclamation of Concerning Faith=
''A letter written by Faith's mother about her little kind daughter Faith, who had to be taken to the church to become a servant of God.''
|-|Curse on a Scroll=
''To Any True West Saxon<br><br>The Heathens are closing in, and damn them to hell, I will not let one of their filty paws touch my hoard. I baptized every coin myself and will not let the devil's barbarians handle them!<br><br>If you are reading this, it is because you understand the language of the Anglish and you will most likely smell my corpse nearby. Please bury me in a proper Christian grave and keep the holy riches from the heathens.<br><br>Praise be to the West Saxons''
|-|Letter from a Lumberjack=
''By Saint Withsun, I cannot take this anymore!<br><br>These mad bandits of the Meon Valley torment me. I am a humble chopper of trees, feller of the sacred weald. I have prayed and spoken with monks at various scriptoriums, pleaded they call to arms, but they sai it is un-Christian.<br><br>I have turned my axe onto humans to protect us after what occurred to Aescwine and Margrith, who sheltered me yet were struck.<br><br>Chad, if you are reading this, know that I have found solace near the southern great wall of Wincestre in order to keep these marauders at bay.<br><br>Your brother, Chadfirth''
|-|Letter to the Ealdorman=
''My lord, another shipment has gone missing in that wretched swamp. My men won't stop talking about ghosts and evil spirits, and some of them are refusing to go in at all. Will you speak to the reeve? Something must be done.''
|-|Scroll with King's Seal=
''Lord Odda you are to attack the Danes docked near Uffentune at once. Act swiftly and with the fear of God in your heart. Send word once the battle is won and Wessex is saved.<br><br>Aelfred Rex''
</tabber>

====Afon Blockade====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Reeve Goodwin=
''Our scouts report Chieftain Ubba will be attempting to surprise us on the Afon river. Be ready, and do not spare him as he is considered a criminal in this trying war with the Danes.<br><br>Signed,<br><br>Reeve Goodwin''
</tabber>

====Calleva Outpost====
<tabber>
|-|Ancient Proclamation from the Last Legionaries=
''How long were we down here with nothing but drink and a sense of the most brutal loyalty?<br><br>Only the gods know. Long enough for our brothers to leave without us, traitors all! Heading for the coast, back to Rome, tails between their legs. Caesar's finest.<br><br>Septimus always was keen to be rid of us, that stiff-necked bastard.<br><br>There are pagans outside. We can hear them now, grubbing up about there. And we all know what pagans do to prisoners. Three of us, against all of them? No chance. I'm not setting foot outside till they're gone.<br><br>We've secured this cellar as best we can, and taken what refuge we were able. Now I'm going to take a drink, and another, and another.<br><br>And then we'll see.<br><br>Find here our names if the Empire ever returns.<br><br>Constantinus Tenebris<br>Michael Os<br>David Cumine<br><br>Last true soldiers of Legio IX Hispana.''
|-|Lazy Letter Home=
''I have fallen asleep too often while working. My dreams are hard-working. Nothing else fills me with joy.<br><br>Need more silver, Mum!<br><br>Thanks,<br><br>Tuicca the Tired''
</tabber>

====Chepeham====
<tabber>
|Dusty Scroll=
''This Horse lives beneath the hill next to the river at Uffington and emerges on the mist of Saint Guthlac's Feast day to punish those who are not pious enough.<br><br>The white frame is the conduit for its crepuscular rebirth.<br><br>It feasts on the spirit of ancients until returning to its spot. If you sleep next to it, your third-born child will have a horn.<br><br>They honey of bees in the region is tainted with blood when the horse neighs. Be wary, young men turn to stone in its presence and beautiful women lose their hair if the horse neighs at them.<br><br>The Neigh-Listener of Uffington near the Hill facing the Big Swan-Road''
</tabber>

====Cippanhamm Garrison====
<tabber>
|-|Letter about a Lost Key=
''To the key maker at Wincestre:<br><br>A bastard and sinner named Siedfred lost our last key while on duty operating the crane. Our sincerest apologies as he also died consumed by the plague, and we know not where he kept a spare. Our lord will punish us if we are not sent a new key before the next day of Saturn.<br><br>The Soldiers of Chippenham Garrison''
</tabber>

====Clausentum Bandit Hideout====
<tabber>
|-|Vellum Proclamation Written in Latin=
''Death to Aelfred, The Elf-Troll<br><br>Death to Aethelwulf, the Bastard of Ecgbert.<br><br>Death to Aethelswith, teh Gaini Troll.<br><br>Death to Aethelbald, the Lazy.<br><br>Death [sic] Aethelred, the Mercian ceorl.<br><br>Long Live Queen Saexburh of the People of the Gewisse<br><br>She is our true queen regnant and all men who have passed in her wake have failed to rule as she once did. She rules as the Home of the Dagger.''
</tabber>

====Fearnhamme====
<tabber>
|-|Child's Letter=
[[File:ACV Child's Letter.png]]<br><br>Mommy Me Daddy<br><br>("Daddy" is scratched out)
|-|Letter Stinking of Paint=
''Well, Mother, one thing is certain! Farnham is a bore. I feel we await war. And painting is the most terrible thing. The colors of nature are enough, why bother?<br><br>My next poems will be a celebration of the colors of the world that God gave us, and not the ones we for some stupid reason have decided we need to paint.<br><br>Please send silver, for I am so lonely and need the resources to brood.<br><br>Your son,<br><br>Tuicca the {{Wiki|Scop}} of Worldly Things''
</tabber>

====Henge Farm====
<tabber>
|-|Note from Villager=
''For the Eyes of Bega:<br><br>I have hidden the firing oils for the Summer Solstice celebration inside my chicken coop. We used the oil at church and had it stored near the altar for many moons and the children nearly burned the entire diocese down. A ghastly oversight. Let the devils find their mischief elsewhere.<br><br>Yours,<br><br>Swineswirth of Chertsey''
</tabber>

====Isu Barracks====
<tabber>
|-|[nameless]=
[[File:ACV Isu Barracks Note 1.png]]
|-|[nameless 2]=
[[File:ACV Isu Barracks Note 2.png]]
|-|Inscription in Stone=
''At the cavern in which you find yourself.<br><br>See before you these twelve pillars,<br><br>Twelve seats for Britain's riches,<br><br>And the sword of the Ancient Ones,<br><br>Called Caledfwlch, defender of this isle<br><br>Let one wo undertakes to seek these gifts,<br><br>And love this land, bear this sacred weapon.<br><br>–Arthur Pendragon''
</tabber>

====Readingum Abbey====
<tabber>
|-|Sheet from the Calleva Diploma=
''The Groans of the Britons<br><br>We mustn't forget the pleading we made to the north and west for help against the invading tribes of Angles and Saxons.<br><br>To our venerable Britonnic companions in Alt Clut and Pictlands: God Walks With You.<br><br>As the wisdom in me grows. I realize life is devotion to God. As King Cynegils learned, shall I pass down to all: God Rules the West Saxons.<br><br>Gildas the Wise''
</tabber>

====Red Lichen Cavern====
<tabber>
|-|Reddish, Mossy Scroll=
''Our bannermen have fallen. We need more banners. The Danes take them and use them as sails for their fast ships. Without banners that smell of the cave's blessed red lichen, warriors are not as battle-ready. It is the blood of Christ that curdles below the earth, and when it is on our banners, we take the heathens to war with the power of God.<br><br>A brother working under the tutelage of Saint Haedde's Cult''
|-|The Mantle of Arthur of Cornwall=
''A legend's mantle awaits you<br>But death is silent<br>And hides in clouds<br>Only fire can cleanse''
</tabber>

====Runcwuda Abbey====
<tabber>
|-|Sheet from the Calleva Diploma=
''A true king is a Christian king<br><br>Do not listen to the Anglians and Saxons who torment us with warrior-oaths and tales unexplained by God and His rule. Saint Mael Dub left us his reliquaries full of the great words. He left us with teachings from Bede and Saint Wilfrid. They fill the Malmesbury Monastery and the church at Reading.<br><br>For Mael Dub and the early heroes of our Christian Spirit, their pilgrimages trace out the lands upon every blade of grass their pious feet can still be smelt.<br><br>Amen, Gildas the Wise''
</tabber>

====Werham Barracks====
<tabber>
|-|Cryptic Letter to Aelfred's Command=
''We suspect our captain is taking money from the tax coffers to pay for his ale and whores. Such a sinful man merits his ears and toes cut off. Under the laws of Aeldred, we are entitled to remove him from power.<br><br>Until justice is meted out upon him, we have hidden the key from him[sic]<br><br>The Brothers of Wincestre<br><br>Praise God''
</tabber>

====Wocig====
<tabber>
|-|The Coat of Padarn Beisrudd=
''Only a stout and fearless heart<br>Finds the scarlet robe<br>Darkness is your cloak<br>And light will be your shroud''
</tabber>

===Jorvik===
<tabber>
|-|Letter to Nephew, Part I=
''Lad, I dropped the key somewhere. The one for the chest we borrowed. Let me know if you can find it.<br><br>Gone to get me a bottle.''
|-|Letter to Nephew, Part II=
''You little wanker, you brought them red dames to our Roman Tower, didn't you? Bloody showoff! If they take anything, I swear to God, I'll rip your arse out! Get over here right after you're done, you horny knobhead.''
|-|Letter to Nephew, Part III=
''They got me, lad. The bitches got me. I hope you're happy. If you read this, just take the stuff at the Norse Temple and run. Tell your mother I'm sorry.''
|-|Letter to Uncle=
''Uncle, gone to do some digging within the Theatre. I've heard whispers of great treasure hiding in the walls.<br><br>Post Scriptum. Sorry about the red lasses''
|-|Note to Dockmaster=
''To the Dockmaster, a shipment of silver and pelts from our friends at the Threaded Pass.''
|-|Letter to Cultist=
''Three points to converge, a triad of infernal chaos and pain.<br><br>Once these conditions are met, my brothers in robes, the heathens will run with their axes tucked between their legs.<br><br>This city shall be cleansed.''
|-|Note=
''The second floor is still unstable. We will retrieve the scrolls stored there when the repairs are complete.''
</tabber>

====Eboracum bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
''CAVETE!<br><br>Following the order of Caesar Magnus Maximus to withdraw all imperial troops from the north, our mandate to remain in Eboracum has weakened considerably. I have therefore mae the difficult decision to cease all operations in the North and West of Britannia, including our bureau in Jorvik.<br><br>All Hidden Ones are hereby ordered to return to our bureaus in Londinium and Camulodunum for further instruction.<br><br>MAGISTER MARCELLUS<br><br>OPERARE IN TENEBRIS UT LUMINI SERVIAS''
|-|A Faded Note=
''Interloper, seek high if you wish to pass beyond. We have no further use for the tools that have failed us.<br><br>Q.D.B.V.''
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=
''GENUS PACTI<br>Execution<br><br>Imperator Severus flouts the terms of our treaty with Aurelius – He has arrived in Britannia to oversee the fortification and reoccupation of the Antonine wall – The Imperator must die of poison to avoid suspicion of foul interference – Infiltrate Eboracum villa with caution – Imperator's praetorians will be on high alert – Make contact with Centurion Calvinus on the morning of a. d. III Non Feb. – The Centurion is one of us and will provide you with the necessary cover.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Magister Khloe<br><br>STATUS<br>Success
</tabber>

===Ledecestrescire===
====Alcestre Monastery====
<tabber>
|-|Resident's Note=
''Everywhere I turn, there is sickness. It sweeps through this monastery like a plague. I hear their groans. The wailing. We have been burning the ones who've died for fear their corpses will infect the ground they are buried beneath. God help us.''
</tabber>

====Bardon Lookout====
<tabber>
|-|Scouting Report=
''A small Ragnarsson troop was caught surveying Tamworth. Tried to make their escape, Leofrith, came roaring out the gates. Caught up and slaughtered the four men on his own.<br><br>If the brothers Ragnar want the lay of the land, they are going to have to try harder than that.''
</tabber>

====Cwcornwic====
<tabber>
|-|Leofrith's Note=
''The Danes have begun launching raids on some of the smaller hamlets. The are ill-equipped to defend themselves, and that makes them easy targets. It may not seem like a great loss, but each place we fail to defend is one that they absorb. Death by a thousand cuts.<br><br>It is up to each and every one of us not to allow that to happen. Stay alert but be mindful. Feed yourselves. Get your sleep. There is no room for error.''
</tabber>

====Offchurch====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Burgred=
''The situation has turned dire. The filthy Danes have taken Tamworth from me! I am trapped, hiding in a muggy crypt with no telling when I may resurface. This is unacceptable! The fate of Mercia now lies in the hands of my thegn, Leofrith, but I have no faith that he can succeed. He is a loyal rat, nothing more, and is now best served as my human shield.<br><br>And so, for this matter that must be resolved with the utmost urgency, I am writing to inform you that I have called upon your loyal hunters. And rest assured, you have my promise that this favor will not be forgotten.<br><br>The Lord King of Mercia''
</tabber>

====Ragnarsson Lookout====
<tabber>
|-|Squatter's Note=
''Last week it was laughter, songs, fires, and the smell of roast piglet. Days later, I hear nothing but the pitter-patter of rabbits and the cawing of crows who feed on the scraps. I see nothing but light smoke and burning embers. The army led by the sons of Ragnar is gone.<br><br>Many would see this for what it is, an abandoned settlement left to ruin. But for a blacksmith, in this desolate landscape lies a hoard of treasure. I will gather the tools and weapons left behind and bring them to Father. What is fair, we will sell. What is broken, we will melt.<br><br>I hate the Danes for what they take, but love them for what they leave.''
</tabber>

====Ragnarsson War Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Ubba Ragnarsson=
''Vegh,<br><br>Following this letter will be three freshly slaughtered hogs, twelve baskets of fruit, and twenty kegs of ale. Have a feast. Light fires. Bellow loudly at the stars. Announce yourselves to the Rat King of Mercia. He will not sleep this night. None in Tamworth shall.''
</tabber>

====Ratae bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=
''GENVS PACTI<br>Espionage<br><br>Overtures to Imperator Aurelius have been successful – In exchange for a cessation of hostilities in the north, the Romans have agreed to withdraw from the Antonine wall –  Imperator Aurelius is known to be a fair broker yet we must verify this withdraw for ourselves – Dispatch one of Magister rank to oversee troop movements and verify these orders have been carried out to the letter.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Magister Eghan<br><br>STATVS<br>Success – troop withdrawals<br>Complete – treaty enforced
|-|Evacuation Order=
''CAVETE!<br><br>Brothers and Sisters, I write bearing difficult news. With the death of Imperator Honorius, all hope of stability and balance in Britannia is lost. The time has come to leave these shores, to regroup and refocus our attention where it is needed most.<br><br>With the departure of the last Imperial Legions from this island a decade ago, the tribes and clans native to his island have moved swiftly to fill the vacuum, and few if none of their number have any love for our Brotherhood. I fear our work has been misunderstood in this land, but the time is long past for redressing these impressions.<br><br>All currently serving Hidden Ones are hereby ordered to vacate these premises. Should you wish to continue our great work, make your way to our Bureau in Cologne. You will be welcomed.<br><br>MAGISTER VITVS<br><br>OPERARE IN TENEBRIS VT LVMINI SERVIAS''
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====Ravensthorpe====
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|-|Tribute from Swanburrow=
''To my lost Love...<br><br>You were a guided light. A man. A husband. A king, in my eyes.<br><br>Though I will find no equal to you in this world, I will strive to live alone some measure of the life we had hoped to enjoy together.''
|-|A Letter from Aelfgar=
''A letter from Aelfgar arrived at the settlement, stating that Herefrith has fortified himself in Anecastre after turning on the people of Lincoln.''
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=====Alvis & Holger's House=====
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|-|A Half-Finished Flyt=
''Let me warn you, dear flyter<br><br>I'm more than I seem<br><br>A wordsmith's worst nightmare<br><br>Make bad poets scream (?)<br><br>Try ... Though I look like a dream (?)<br><br>Or ... But look like a dream (?)<br><br>Steam<br>Deem<br>Gleam''
|-|Note to an Unknown Flyter=
''Your flyting has much improved since last we dueled, but I wish to give a small note. You use many lines akin to this:<br><br>"And this fight I will win"<br><br>"And your face I do scorn"<br><br>I have made it my own rule never to use this construction, as it places the emphasis quite in the weaker place an feels quite twisted around. This may work elegantly in a poem, but in flyting, it makes you sound desperate, and a flyter must NEVER SOUND DESPERATE. The words must flow as water, and not like water your words must flow.''
|-|'Twas Not I: A Poem by Holger=
''How could I be I?<br><br>I who seeks beauty as a value above all!<br><br>It is a crime to live? I say to live is to paint!<br><br>And to borrow a token that bothers no one?<br><br>Injustice, I say! And I am colored as foul!''
|-|Secret Flyting Notes=
''Telka – She's a smile like a horse, and her hair looks like straw // Throw some mead down her gullet, and meat in her maw<br><br>Gunnar – A missshapen old fool stuck bent over his forge // Just to look on that face always raises my gorge // (a bit weak?)<br><br>Randvi – Sigurd's wife? Ha! The woman's in love with a table. // She'd make love to the pawns and her maps were she able.<br><br>Holger – Too easy.''
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=====Bakery=====
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|-|Unfinished letter to Wilf=
''Wilf,<br><br>I can scarcely say how many times I have sat down with the intention to write this letter.<br><br>It has at times begun with an apology for having abandoned you and our gang.<br><br>It has at other times begun with a condemnation of all that you have done to me and others that you call your dearest.<br><br>Today, it begins with a word: goodbye. As long as<br><br>(letter ends here with a scribble)''
|-|Tarben's Journal=
''Eivor reassures me that this was my decision, and that I have earned my own freedom, but this is modesty. Without Eivor, I would still be hiding behind a name, still be in bondage to the family. Still stealing, still hurting, still killing. It was the encouragement and support I needed to finally take this step on the path to my new life.<br><br>I will give this new liberty a few days to sink in. But I must confess, that as the chains fall away, my heart is beaking a little quicker. Perhaps it is only circumstance and the euphoria of my new existence, but something in me was stirred, beyond simple admiration. If things continue this way, I may have to speak more candidly of my feelings, but until then, I will rest easy, bake bread, and look, smiling, toward the future.''
|-|Very Old Letter=
''Tarben,<br><br>I pray this finds you safe.<br><br>There is little time left for me now, though the fever comes and goes.<br><br>An infection. In a life of violence and battle, I am taken by an infection?<br><br>Perhaps it is the way of things.<br><br>Perhaps the quickness of the deaths I have visited upon the weak has numbed me to the slow ones.<br><br>The ones that give you time to consider.<br><br>I will not drag this letter out, as I am being dragged out.<br><br>The thirst for blood was instilled in you by me. It was not how you were made.<br><br>You were born kind, sweet, loving. Soft and healing.<br><br>Your strength is in that, despite your size.<br><br>I should have understood this, and let you be the pacifist.<br><br>So instead, while you still live, know that you can be.<br><br>Know you can stop fighting, stop killing. Stop seeking glory there. Instead, love. Heal. Embrace. Bake. Be the you I did not let you become. And when they remember me as "The Merciless", do not let it be with praise.<br>There is no glory in the power I wielded.<br>And in the next life, I will do better.<br><br>I love you.<br>Your Mother''
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=====Barracks=====
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|-|Note to Raiders from Eydis=
''We are never safe. Constant vigilance. Keep your eyes and ears sharp. Keep your bodies strong. And keep your heads in the battle, even in moments of peace. Never let your guard down, for that is when they strike. And whoever keeps leaving their sweat-soaked wraps in the box with the clean ones, I will find you, and I will send you to Hel myself.''
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=====Blacksmith=====
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|-|Love Letter to Gunnar=
''(The handwriting is far too difficult to read.)''
|-|Note Left for Gunnar=
''Gunnar! You did not give me ample warning of how charming the villagers are here. What a lovely bunch! And what is more, it is one of the few places I have been where I do not stand out quite so much as I am used to. I could get used to it! Next time I visit, I might just stay.<br><br>Rima''
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=====Brewery=====
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|-|Telka's Recipe for a Winter Brew=
''In a cauldron, take last year's barley that's grown some colorful friends, roast it over a low fire until the stink is replaced with the smell of burned syrup<br><br>Take equel parts new wheat, soak it in clear ice water for two days, and add to the cauldron with enough water to fill to the top<br><br>Boil it over a hot fire for a morning, strain into a tub and re-boil the grains one more time<br>Add to a cooled broth five apples, a bush of lavender, one medium plant of sage, and a fist-sized ball of pine tar<br><br>Cover your tub and forget about your brew for twenty nights<br><br>Store in a barrel and keep for cold eves that need a bit of warming''
|-|Note for Tekla: "My sweet Valkyrie"=
''Dearest Tekla,<br><br>Your hair is the color of autumn wheat,<br><br>Your voice flows like a spring thaw.<br><br>I long to warm your bed in the cold night,<br><br>And watch your breast heave gently as you dream.''
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=====Cartographer=====
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|-|Olsen Journal One: Caveside cliff!=
''Followed a ram in the northern range today. He climbed about halfway up a granite cliff face before he disappeared. At first I thought he had fallen when I wasn't looking, but upon closer inspection, it seems there may be a cave there. Not sure how deep it goes, but it at least fits a whole goat inside! Must remember to venture there with a rope and some tackle soon. Could be treasure inside!''
|-|Olsen Journal Two: No more cliffs!=
''Well! I found the cave that I was curious about. Larger than I expected, but not quite large enough. Turns out it was already occupied. Hard to tell if it was the same ram I saw before, but regardless he was not happy to see me. We had a brief standoff before he chased me out. Good thing the rope was dangling at the mouth othewise I would have been butted right off.<br><br>That said, I did see something glittering behind him... I'll mark it down. Could be a prize for someone braver than me.''
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=====Cattle Farm=====
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|-|Letter from Bronson=
''Winfrith. Bertham has been coming around to see my Mayda. Twice now I have caught them sneaking out together and they may have been kissing. I am sure this concerns you as much as it does me. I suggest telling your son to find other pursuits! What is happening between them is very worrying.<br><br>Bronson''
|-|Unfortunate News for Rodolf=
''Ill tidings. Father has died. I know you thought him an ogre, we all did, but now that he is gone, I am finding myself picking the fond memories out of a pile of miserable ones. Tell me if you need me to come and visit, but for the moment, I have enclosed his pendant and what silver I found digging through his possessions. Enjoy it! And give my best to Winfrith.''
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=====Fishing Hut=====
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|-|Merton Journal One=
''My daughter and her husband did not exggerate: Arth truly is a soft little fellow. I can see why they sent him to me. If he wields an axe like he wields a fishing rope, though, I doubt I should let him near even the firewood! Not if I want him to keep all his toes. Seems my work is cut out for me, whether I teach him fighting or fishery. So much for retirement.''
|-|Merton Journal Two=
''Perhaps I judged too quickly! Arth is proving himself to be quite the capable little fisher. He used a knot today I'Ve never seen before, and when I asked him about it, he said he did it in a dream! And sometimes he seems to know what the fish will do before they do! Maybe I'll give him a little more to do. Can't be too easy on him though, he may get lazy!''
|-|Merton Journal Three=
''Had a wonderful conversation with Telka! It's been so long since I had the opportunity to discuss alchemical philosophy with anyone. Her thoughts on dreams as mirror realms reminded me of my berserker visions. I hope we have the opportunity to converse again soon. Such a bright mind. Perhaps I'll have her help teach Arth.''
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=====Fowl Farm=====
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|-|Unsent letter from Mayda=
''Curse you! I'm constantly distracted and it is all thanks to you! It's very hard to think of my responsibilities when I keep pondering the shape of your nose and the smell of your neck.<br><br>I don't want to wait to see you! Meet me tomorrow in the clearing near the trout creek around midday. Or perhaps I shouldn't give awya our meeting spot. To anyone reading this, I don't know what you're talking about. Who is Bertham?<br><br>I've never met him!<br><br>Mind your own business!''
|-|Letter from Bertham=
''Dear Mayda,<br><br>I started writing about seven other letters to you, all of them terrible.<br><br>I don't really know what to say expect that you are always on my mind. And every time I see you in town, it feels like there are frogs swimming around in my stomach, but in a good way.<br><br>I'll be dreaming of you tonight.<br><br>Yours,<br>Bertham''
|-|Letter from Mayda to her father, Bronson=
''Father,<br><br>I know you were afraid of what Bertham intends, but I want to tell you that we are very much in love. He makes me smile. I make him laugh. Winfrith and Leofric have given their blessing and we are thinking of finding a new place to live together (in the settlement of course!) that we may pursue what our hearts desire. I hope that you will grant us your blessing, too.<br><br>But more than anything, Father, I hope that with me seeking my own adventures in love, you will feel that you can do the same. You deserve to find this joy again. And I suspect there are more than a few women who would be happy to seek it with you.<br><br>I love you!<br>Mayda''
|-|Note of Winfrith's Concerns=
''I received your letter, and I should admit, we had a good laugh about it around the table. Bertham and Mayda are adorable, and I have never seen my son as happy as he has been since you and your lovely daughter joined this settlement. Perhaps instead of trying to stop them, we ought to follow their lead and bring our families together?<br><br>Yours,<br>Winfrith''
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=====Grain Farm=====
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|-|Viggo's Reminders=
''Check seeds for insects<br><br>Mark fields for barley, oats, rye<br><br>Check Tekla's wheat needs for the season<br><br>Review plow blade with Gunnar''
|-|Letter from Gudrun to Runa=
''The children are getting into such trouble lately! Just the other day, they brought in a whole box of squirrels they'd trapped and let them loose inside our house! There must have been twelve or thirteen of them, and it was pure chaos. They ran all about and covered all of my sailcloth in their droppings (the squirrels, I mean, not the children)! I know I am not encouraging such behavior, so I wrote in hopes that we might be able to form some sort of coalition and ensure that we are aligned on their discipline. Do let me know what you think.''
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=====Hidden Ones Bureau=====
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|-|A Letter to Hytham=
''Acolyte Hytham<br><br>You do yourself a great credit in accepting Master Basim's invitation to scour Northern Europe and cleanse it of our enemy. He has long talked of traveling north for just such a purpose. That he feels now is the right time and you are the right companion is a judgment the council does not second guess.<br>Basim has achieved great things in his time with our Brotherhood. We expect he will achieve many more in the years to come.<br><br>Head his actions and follow his instructions, and you shall ascend to greatness.<br><br>Work in the dark of oppression, serve the light of freedom, and be well.<br><br>–  Mentor Rayhan''
|-|A Letter from Mentor Rayhan=
''Hytham,<br><br>[[Levantine Brotherhood of Assassins|We]] are  dismayed by the news of Basim's betrayal, yet only faintly surprised. His adherence to our creed had lately seemed secondary to a personal mania that has dogged him for many years. In sending him north, we had hoped the distance would focus his attention on his duty and distract him from obsessions. It seems instead he was chasing them.<br><br>At your soonest opportunity, we would hear from you in person to gain a full accounting. Our next council comes two summers from now. [[Mentor]] [[Fuladh]] of the {{Wiki|Justanids|Justanid}} region will host us at our newly constructed [[fort]]ress [[Alamut|Aluh-Amut]] in {{Wiki|Daylam|Deylam}}. We hope to see you there, if only to confer upon you a new title. For all you have achieved, the [[rank]] of acyolyte is no longer suitable.<br><br>Until then, continue our great work as you have done so well, and bring our light to the darkened corners of this world.<br><br>With Peace, Justice, and Wisdom,<br><br>– Mentor Rayhan''
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=====Hunter's Hut=====
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|-|Story from Petra=
''Four weeks ago was out with Yanli searching for rabbits (stew).<br><br>Not far out in northern wood. Found many rabbit scraps and skins and bones, clearly work of wolves.<br><br>Our traps mostly empty save one buck caught probably that morning. Yanli and I remained close, avoiding wolves.<br><br>Saw movement in bush, thought it was a wolf caught on one of our traps.<br><br>Yelled for Yanli to ensure she did not approach. Suddenly, beast emerges from bush.<br><br>Scale similar to bear cub, but ears  gave it away.<br><br>Rabbit. Impossible size.<br><br>Huge.<br><br>It saw me and immediately ran. Faster than lightning. yanli also witnessed.<br><br>In bush, saw destroyed trap. Nothing could have caught this creature.<br><br>Wallace could have made entire coat from its pelt.<br><br>Could be a forest god.<br><br>Need bigger knife.''
|-|Wallace's To-Do List=
''Ask Gunnar for new scraper<br><br>Collect pine bark in Western forest<br><br>Check with Petra about next week's hunt<br><br>Remind Knud not to shit in the piss pot''
|-|Petra's Journal=
''Wallace went missing on way home from Peterborough. Tracked him with Eivor.<br><br>Accidentally ingested mushrooms.<br><br>Saw magnitude of the universe and its divine complexities. Talked with White Elk. Found Wallace. Was glad.<br><br>Eivor very interesting. Striking. Powerful. But also very entertaining.<br><br>Would like to know more. Much more.<br><br>Also, need new skinning knife. Current one dull.''
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=====Kari's House=====
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|-|Entreaty from Kari's former husband=
''Kari, please let me back into your life. None of the others meant anything compared to you. Not even the very pretty ones. If you take me back, I swear I will be the husband you believed I was when we married.''
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=====Longhouse=====
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|-|Joy: A Poem by Holger=
''We know such joy in this new land,<br><br>That it feels new to my heart.<br><br>And on this shore where I do stand,<br><br>I will make a new artistic start.<br><br>Thus I shout to the gods above to grant me their gifts!<br><br>Happiness!<br><br>Comfort!<br><br>Women! Men! Others!<br><br>Horses!<br><br>Things that bring joy!<br><br>Art! Painting! Epics!<br><br>Rhyme!<br><br>Other things as I think on them!<br><br>A wooden spoon!<br><br>Dog!<br><br>(this poem continues for several dozen pages...)''
|-|Thank-You from Ceolbert=
''I wished to thank you and Eivor and the rest of the settlement for the great kindness you have shown me, and the things you have all taught me. Though I may have felt a nuisance at times, the days I spent with all of you were joyous and educational. Though I go now to do the work that I am meant for, I know that I will return to this place and its people one day, and I look forward to that. Take care, until we meet again.<br><br>Ceolbert''
|-|Randvi's To-Dos=
''- Rowan wants more salt for the horses<br><br>- Tekla says Holger too loud in mornings<br><br>- Speak to Petra about grouse<br><br>- Yanli (Yan Li?) preparing fish for feast next week<br><br>- Octavian requesting wine<br><br>- Alvis teaching children insults<br><br>- Merton made very good fish pie. Request recipe''
|-|Scribble from Randvi=
''It is becoming increasingly difficult to look across the alliance table at Eivor and not think of what could be. I tell myself it is only Sigurd's absence, but the lie grows thinner, weaker by the day.''
|-|Trade comes to Ravensthorpe=
''Randvi,<br><br>An acquaintance from my part of the wold now lives in Ireland. She hopes to forge ties of trade between us and Dublin. I believe this would be highly advantageous. Please consider it.<br><br>Azar dresses as a man, such a deception was necessary when she lived in the East, and in this she discovered her true self is of neither gender. It is no longer a deception. I hope to see her soon in Ravensthorpe.<br><br>-Hytham''
|-|Letter from Randvi=
''Eivor,<br><br>Two visitors have arrived at Ravensthorpe from Francia. One a young Norse warrior from Jarl Sinric's [[Elgring clan|clan]] near Paris, andthe other seems to be a Frank. They have already built us a new guesthouse as a gift from Sinric's brother Sigfred. I am no seer, but it is obvious they want something from us.<br><br>The warrior, a girl named [[Toka Sinricsdottir|Toka]], has been asking after you. Speak with them and find out what they really want.<br><br>Randvi''<br>(in memory "[[Strangers Bearing Gifts]]")
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=====Mayda's House=====
''Note: The Unsent Letter from Mayda and Letter from Bertham are moved to this house from the Fowl Farm upon building it.''
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|-|Unsent Letters for Mayda=
''(The paper is crumpled)<br><br>Mayda. I want you to know that<br><br>Mayda. You are my favorite person in<br><br>Mayda, you set my heart aflame and<br><br>Mayda! I have never known anyone as beautiful as you and<br><br>Nothing. I have nothing.''
|-|Mayda's letter to a Honeybee=
''Hello, Bertie Bee, sweet as honey! You're so shy that I barely realized how much fun you can be. It is truly a joy to see this side of you, and I suppose it goes to show that you never really know a person until you've spent a little bit of time with them... and in their arms! See you again soon, I hope!''
|-|Coded Letter=
''Congratulations on being the person to have made me blush the most in the world!<br><br>I don't want to wait to be alone with you anymore. I want to steal you away!<br><br>Meet me in the forest, near the tree stump that looks lik your least favorite animal!<br><br>Tomorrow, just after midday, I'll have some "chores" to attend to.<br><br>Mayda''
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=====Museum=====
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|-|Letter from Octavian's Very Real Lover=
''To my sweet-scented little hyssop,<br><br>My darling Octavian, I was shocked to read your letter! Your new friends do not believe that I exist? Do they think that you make it your business to invent faraway lovers, when you have so many nobler and more compelling pursuits? Well, I say let them think whatever they like. I am as real as you are handsome, and I cannot wait to finally arrive in the settlement and show them all how genuine and corporeal I am. In the meantime, continue adding to the finest collection of all things Roman in the land, and keep being as wonderful as you always are. I will see you as soon as I am able to make my way over!<br><br>Julia<br><br>(the handwriting is very similar to Octavian's.)''
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=====Reda's tent=====
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|-|Reda's Note to the Thousand Eyes=
''Request granted, for your ingenuity is admirable and deserves reward. The labor union is approved! May this usher in a new era of thrilling quests and contract killings, but now with fairer wages and more days of rest.''
|-|A Faded Letter on Papyrus=
''A warning, my beloved. I have heard numerous tales now of a secret codex circulating among the acolytes of our bureaus, both within and without the empire of Augustus. Called the Magas Codex, it names you directly as one of the founders of the Hidden Ones.<br><br>Apart from putting your life in danger, it flies in the face of what we have tried to achieve with our brotherhood. We are justice seekers who shun the light of praise for our good works, and who must live in the shadows of our triumphs. Should you see any pages of this codex, I advise you destroy them. Keep the dream of our Hidden Ones alive.<br><br>I am not so naïve to think this will be a simple task. Few men and women are suited to keeping such secrets for so long, and it may be that we will fail in the end. But we will have failed in the name of righteousness.<br><br>Take care, my love, my Iset, my Northern Star. Even in my waning years, I am ever your Osiris. Let our Horus live on beyond us. I think of you often, my jewel. At sunrise and twilight, at new moon and full, when the rain falls and the breath of Amun rides across my neck. I remember you kissing me just there, and I will take that soft feeling to my tomb.<br><br>The Hidden One''
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=====Seer's Hut=====
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|-|Valka's Notes on Eivor's Journey=
''Eivor Speaks of journeys into the lives of gods and gazing out through the eyes of [[Odin]]. Of all those I have helped to see the worlds beyond, the Wolf-Kissed's visions are the clearest, the most precise.<br><br>When I call out to the gods, they answer in riddles. A breeze through the meadow gras. The call of a crake. But no matter the infusion or the herb, they do not speak in the words and pictures that Eivor hears and sees.<br><br>In my weakest moments, I fear I do not have their favor. But I must be steadfast in my belief. They will show me what I need to see when I am ready. Always.''
|-|Scattered Ingredients from Valka=
''Juniper Berries<br><br>Gills of a perch<br><br>Talons of a white pidgeon<br><br>Red clay''
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=====Shipyard=====
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|-|Secret Message Not from Knud=
''You smell like horse butt''
|-|Note from Gudmund to Gudrun=
''You know that I adore you. But I must say, my sweet pea, that recently your boat-building plans have been very efficient and perfectly admirable but lacking in a certain ... flair? I would only genlty and lovingly suggest that next time you are drawing up new designs, you consider making the boats as beautiful as you are. Instead of just boring and functional.''
|-|Note from Gudrun to Gudmund=
''I love you so much. I would very much like you to remember, my beloved, that boat-building is the work of a craftswoman and not an artist. Flair and beauty are all well and good for those soft-hearted builders who have the time for fanciful designs, but perhaps I would lovingly suggest that if you want to build a boat, you consider making it effective instead of finding new ways to pretty it up.''
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=====Sigrblot Festival=====
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|-|War Letter I=
''Emperor Charles, third of that name and dignity.<br>To his people he will bring naught but shame.<br>A ruler who would rather buy the enemy.<br>Kingdoms inherited and unearned.<br>The Fat will be trimmed.''
|-|War Letter II=
''The Frankish Army is stretched too thin. They can't cover the Northern Coast. Strike now before they organize and set sights across the water.''
|-|War Letter III=
''Raiding season is truly upon us! I've heard tell of new rivers in lands to the West and to the South.<br>Take what's earned and I'll see you in the Mead Hall, friend!''
|-|Tarben's Prayer=
''Gods guide my hands and keep them covered in flour and not blood.''
|-|Petra's Prayer=
''Make the deer fatter and we could do with less wolves.''
|-|Randvi's Prayer=
''Watch over us as we war and guide us to your hall when we fall.''
|-|Tekla's Prayer=
''May this year's ale be plentiful and strong!''
|-|Tove's Prayer=
''May Svend feel my love and know his art lives in me.''
|-|Hytham's Prayer=
''May our enemies be driven from these lands and may time forget them.''
|-|Alvis' Prayer=
''Gods watch over Holger and grant us another year.
|-|Eira's Prayer=
''I want to grow strong and brave like Eivor! And I want a sword. And a horse.''
|-|Sunniva's Prayer=
''May the gods continue to provide Norvid and I with merriment!''
|-|Randvi's Very Special Thanks=
''You are my heart and I am thankful everyday that the gods brought us together.''
|-|Tekla's Thanks=
''Your cup will never run dry so long as I live.''
|-|Tove's Thanks=
''You've been my teacher and my friend, and I will always follow you.''
|-|Hytham's Thanks=
''Your people show you an admiration that can only be earned through trust.''
|-|Alvis' Thanks=
''You are as cutting with your tongue as you are with your blade. My brightest pupil!''
|-|Petra's Very Special Thanks=
''My words are clumsy but true, Eivor. You mean more to me than I could ever say.''
|-|Tarben's Thanks=
''You did not judge me when you saw my truth and for that I am grateful.''
|-|Eira's Thanks=
''Thank you, Eivor! You're the best!''
|-|Sunniva's Thanks=
''Your hospitality and generosity know no bounds.''
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=====Stable and Aviary=====
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|-|Tall and Proud, a poem by Rowan=
''Is there a better companion<br><br>A more loyal friend?<br><br>Four legs and all heart<br><br>That beats 'til the end.<br><br>Whether plowing a field<br><br>Or crossing great lands,<br><br>Their manes flow so freely,<br><br>Their dignity stands.
|-|Rowan's first-week observations=
''The Ragnarssons were one thing, but largely I thought them the exception and not the rule, as far as the Norse go. Yet these people, Sigurd and Eivor and Dag and Randvi and the others, they strike me as trustworthy. Perhaps I am simply tired of traveling, or perhaps Yanli's enthusiasm has won me over, but I think I may remain here.
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=====Tattoo Shop=====
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|-|Love Note for Tove?=
''You've enchanted me. Not a night goes by that I don't think of waking up next to you, teasing your sleepy mind out of its reveries.<br><br>The tattoo you gave me has healed well, but the mark you've left on my heart will not close without you.<br><br>I miss you and I cannot wait to see you again.''
|-|Unsent Love Note from Tove=
''I received your message. You're a fool, but I feel you've left a mark on my heart, as well. I've applied a salve nightly to no avail. I still miss your humor, your hands, your eyes. I look forward to using your back as a canvas in the future, and to spending a little more time on mine.''
|-|Tove's Tattoo Ideas=
''A mushroom with fire circling out of it.<br><br>A dragon, breathing fire, with the wings of a bat and arms of a man.<br><br>Vines, with sharp thorns, twisting around an ankle or wrist?<br><br>Tree made out of feathers?<br><br>Note also: The dragon's arms are very muscular.''
|-|Tove's Tribute to Svend=
''Kind Svend,<br><br>I will forever be thankful for your guidance and your care, and hear your voice in my ears as I mark the skin of those you so loved. Your spirit lives in our work forever. See you in the next realm.''
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=====Trading Post=====
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|-|Pending Deliveries=
''Stone slab: To the woman who owns the farm just southeast of Lincolnscire's southern bridge<br><br>Jar of rosewater mead: To the hermit hut at the feet of the mountain, north of Sabrina's spring in Glowecestrescire.<br><br>Crate of bowls: To the jewel maker in Ledecestre, between the church and the old Roman bathhouse.<br><br>Anvil: To the blacksmith in Lunden. His workshop is near th church, close to the west gate.
|-|Letter from Yanli's Family=
''We have never been so pleased to receive a letter from you! What wonderful news! Our little flower has bloomed across the sea, and it feels as though it has been forever since you lived somewhere long enough for us to send you parcels.<br><br>I hope you will enjoy the spices and the oil. It broke our hearts to hear the things they have been feeding you! Perhaps if you offer them a bit of spice, their tongues will learn to pronounce your name properly, and you will not have to make it so easy for them!''
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====Repton====
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|-|Interred Kings of Mercia=
''Aethelbald, 716-757<br>Beornraed, 757<br>Wiglaf, 827-829, 830-839''
|-|Letter Concerning the Rigsogur=
''Dear Scribes, Nobles, Rulers and the Holy Diocese of Ledecestrescire,<br><br>I greet you with friendship and the love of God. My name is Brissy the Elder. I have studied under the disciples of Wilfrid, Alcuin and I have also followed the many skalds of the much-maligned Lords of Daneland and the Norge. I was captured by one Rig "The Slippery Wisdom" during a raid a[sic] Whitby Abbey. I since lived with the heathen at Goldborough and converted many while following their great journeys and turning towards God.<br><br>Based on the stories I have heard around the hearth and the many battles and adventures I have witnessed, I compiled this saga in the spirit of our great poets Caedmon and Cynewulf, and have so dutifully taken note of the story of Rig. His Rigsogur is as great as that of Beowulf's or Ragnar Lothbrok. It must be written and rewritten and told throughout the scrolls of our land and beyond the shores, for his name is immortal.<br><br>What I saw of his might, his merriment, and his godly touch is unlike any other story before or after. He was plagued by a demon's voice, and I worry the Devil hath taken him, and not the angels.<br>However be his tale one of woe and warning, or of brightness and valor, it merits retelling. I have included with my scop's seal and the story Rig. Please I beg of you, share it and teach it amidst the mead halls and beneath the belfries of our good Lord. This manuscript is sacred.<br><br>My warmest light,<br><br>Brissy the Elder''
|-|Skari's Journal=
''Ubba Ragnarsson has banished me from the camp. This comes on the heels of another battle in which I warred far more with my tongue than I did with my axe. It is time to let it lay, he said.<br><br>He is right. I no longer wish to fight. To raid. To kill. These things have not enlivened my body or my hugr for many years now. It may be I only needed to hear it from another. For that, I thank the son of Ragnar for bringing to light what I failed to see.<br><br>What lies before me now, I do not know. This, I will sit and ponder.''
|-|Skari's Reminiscence=
''My warring days are behind me. I've gone from sitting beside a big oak tree with a view of the docks to sitting here on this lonely isle with a view of my past. Where does one go from here?''
|-|Skari's Scribblings=
''Over the frozen tundra<br>where we crept and crawled,<br>where we dined on meat in the largest of halls.<br>To the windswept fields of these English lands,<br>Both tattered and rich, the soil and saind.<br><br>Through trenches and gallows,<br>Feet calloused and sore,<br>To this lonely isle where I raid no more.<br>Where I ready my ship to sail off full mast,<br>In hopes I find peace for this hugr out cast.''
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====Tamworth Fortress====
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|-|Leofrith's Journal=
''Three hours. That is how long it took the sisters to sew up my shoulder. Not sure there was much of a point. The sutures will tear the moment I wield my sword again. A festering, open wound. Like this whole God-forsaken kingdom...''
|-|Requisition Letter=
''Lord,<br><br>I hope this letter finds you well.<br><br>You have my gratitude and my promise that these men will not be calleed upon unless absolutely necessary. We continue to fend off the Danish incursion and will do so without respite.<br><br>Aethelswith sends you her regards. She is well, though like my war thegn, I wonder if she too has begun to doubt our ability to win this war. No matter. It is I who lead it, and I will defend my state to the bitter end.<br><br>Faith in God,<br><br>The Lord King of Mercia''
|-|Burgred's Journal=
''Today I learned the one they call Halfdan has left Mercia and put his brothers in charge. Moved on, as if dethroning me was all but a sure thing. He could not be more wrong.<br><br>The heathens can keep Repton. Dig up Mercia's kings and scatter their bones for all I care. I will not be shaken by these feeble attempts to damage my reputation.<br><br>They think they can turn my people against me. No. Mercians everywhere will fight for their king, whether they want to or not.''
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====Venonis====
<tabber>
|-|Treasure Hunter's Note=
''I am calling a cease to my search. There is no treasure here. I must have searched every inch of this grotto top to bottom. Someone removed it ages ago, I'm certain of it. Maybe I will return and have a look with a sober eye next time, but I doubt it will make much difference.''
|-|The Mark=
''Eivor of the Raven Clan -<br>Ledecestre''
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====Wayfarer's Camp====
<tabber>
|-|King Burgred's Decree=
''As the law states, outlaws will be taken prisoner, see their camps dismantled and their goods confiscated.''
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===Lincolnscire===
====Anecastre====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from The Instrument=
''The robes you wear are but a costume. A lure to win the people's trust. Think nothing of your soul or salvation. You have the truth, the shadows have dripped away, and now you see the light of the world. Take comfort in that.<br><br>And kill all who impede you.<br><br>The Instrument''
|-|Letter from The Father=
''H.<br><br>Your methods are brash and your violence is brazen! In seizing control of this shire by force, you will turn the people against the one institution that gives them hope.<br><br>Desist, and make no more noise in Lincolnscire! Draw no more attention to yourself, and await my further orders. To disobey means death.''
|-|Letter to King Ceolwulf=
''Lord King,<br><br>You will forgive my bluntness, but I demand your aid. Lincolnscire is facing a great threat, and it is one that you helped permeate. It is your duty now to see to its end. The Dane Eivor must be stopped.<br><br>You forged a path forward for the heathens. This is your failure. But you can make it right. God will forgive you, but you must act now.<br><br>Bishop Herefrith''
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====Beardney Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Captain's Journal=
''My men are growing weary. They wonder if there is much of a point being here anymore. Can't say I see a fault in their thinking. But here we all reamain, bound to duty.<br><br>But the wheels are not turning. Lincoln is a shell of its former self. No one comes here. There are no taxes to collect. The naval chain is broken and has remained that ways since God knows when. The only thing breathing life into this shire is the bandit groups who leech from it.<br><br>How curious.''
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====Bolingbroe Castle====
<tabber>
|-|Scroll with a Swan Seal upon It=
''To My Young Swan<br><br>We are blessed to be here with the Wolds of Lincolnscire. It is here in the lush lands of Hatfield Chase where we exchange with the kings of smaller kingdoms, still with each their own glowing throne. As Aldfrith noted, the hunt here is plentiful. Wolves, foxes, and even the occasional bear.<br><br>Remember we are Yellow Bellies, from the Wapentake and teh ancient hollows, our sheep graze the mustard fields and our poppy heads make us happy, and when you hunt, remember that you are part of the long line of Anglian Kings of Lindsey.<br><br>Good Folk and Yellow Bellies from Woden to God<br>Your father Hundbeorht Rex of the Lindsey-Folk''
|-|Galwyna's Journal=
''Left him here, they did. Weak and frail. Carried him by his arms. Feet dragging behind. Dropped him on the floor with a thud. No way to treat an ealdorman. Not right. Not right. But no better place for him, no. Lord Hundbeorht has found his way into my company. My tenderness I will share. It is what he deserves.''
|-|Regnal Tribute Illuminated Text=
''The Genealogy of the Anglian Kings of the Lindsey<br><br>Our Kings who under God and Woden Ruled shall be remembered. Their line is endless as the great sky as they rule the land of the Lindissi, for the Britons and the Anglians alike, we kneel to them:<br><br>Woden<br>Critta<br>Cueldgils<br>Caedbaed<br>Bubba<br>Beda<br>Biscop<br>Eanfruth<br>Eatta<br>Aldfrith<br>Hungarth<br>Hundbeorht<br>Hunwald<br><br>(final name is scratched out with a monk's plume)''
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====Ealdorman's Overlook====
<tabber>
|-|Tree Engraving=
''Hunwald and Swanburrow''
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====Grimsby====
<tabber>
|-|Letter from Hunwald=
''My lady-love,<br><br>I have gone through much trouble to ensure this letter finds you, but I needed you to know that I am all right. That I did not leave you on the wings of some change of heart.<br><br>The truth is that I have been exiled for reasons I do not understand. Every inquiry I have made has fallen on deaf ears. They simply will not let me back into the city. Now I fear my father is in grave danger. Without me there, something could happen to him.<br><br>I must find a way back. There is a Dane camp that has newly settled. I will be riding out in the morning to speak with their leader. My hope is that we may strike a deal. For now, I ask that you please stay out of sight. When the time is right, I will find you.<br><br>We will lay together on the apple carts once again, feeding each other on the sun-kissed fields of Lincoln just long enough so that my pasty skin does not redden.<br><br>Have faith in me,<br><br>Hunwald''
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====Lincoln====
<tabber>
|-|Shiremoot Invitation=
''This letter confirms the death of Ealdorman Hundbeorht, who passed with dignity and grace and whose soul now rests in the loving hands of our heavenly Father.<br><br>The council requests your presence at the forthcoming shiremoot as we elect a new Ealdorman of Lincoln. Bishop Herefrith, Thegn Aelfgar, and Hunwald son of Hundbeorht have been selected as candidates.<br><br>Punctuality must be observed. Those who arrive late will not be allowed to cast their vote.''
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====Roaring Meg's Spring====
<tabber>
|-|A New Proposition=
''Orvyn,<br><br>We have received an offer from an unnamed Saxon requesting safe passage through the sewers to Bolingbroke. The amount is considerable, which leads me to believe they have something of great value they cannot afford to be seen with.<br><br>Insist on seeing what it is before accepting their offer. If it merits it, double the amount. If they refuse, kill them.<br><br>Lucian''
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====Saint Guthlac's Point====
<tabber>
|-|Request to War Thegn=
''Thegn Berthstan,<br><br>I have sent my men to Bolingbroke as you asked, but know that it was not without reservation. We are now of a significantly smaller number here. We need more men to guard these waters.<br><br>May I suggest displacing some able-bodied men from the smaller hamlets? We could use the help, and the change of scenery would do them good, I'm sure.<br><br>Olric''
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====Spalding Bandit Lair====
<tabber>
|-|Letter to Spaldingas Leader=
''Lord,<br><br>I proudly write to inform you of our success. We have taken over the village. Cut down and strung up any and all who stood in our way. This is Spaldinga territory now. The men have already begun setting up the river to move the wares.<br><br>We await to hear from you.<br><br>Cynwin''
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===Lunden===
====Londinium bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=''CAVETE!<br><br>All currently serving Hidden Ones are hereby ordered to vacate these premises. Should you wish to continue our great work, make your way to our Bureau in Cologne. You will be welcomed.<br><br>MAGISTER VITVS<br><br>OPERARE IN TENEBRIS VT LVMINI SERVIAS''
|-|Journal of Magister Vitus=''I write this final entry at night in the fading glow of a single oil lamp. It appears our work in Britannia has been cut short by forces far outside our control. But that is not quite true.<br><br>In some ways, we are to blame. For years we have scratched at the pillars of empire, toppling one or two when the foundation seemed too strong, and the weight of one Caesar's ambitions seemed too pressing.<br><br>But there is a limit to how many supports a building may lose before it topples to the ground. We might have been more careful. We might have been more selective, more cautious in our approach to liberty. But we have helped free Britannia of all structure, and now the roof has collapsed.<br><br>A dark age is coming. The burden now falls upon a future generation to bring back the light. How soon that will be, I cannot say. And I dare not hope.<br><br>M.V.''
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=''GENVS PACTI<br>Execution<br><br>Reliable sources tell us Imperator Hadrian sails for Britannia this month – He intends to make war upon the northern native people – Intercept the Imperator in Londinium – We believe he will stay five nights at the villa southeast of the colosseum – enter villa as a slave and dispatch him via poison or under nights obscuring darkness – Amorous diversions are not advised – The Imperator is known to be a cautious man.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Acolytus Caius<br><br>STATVS<br>Failure – Acolytus discovered and killed''
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====Temple of Mithras==== 
<tabber> 
|-|Liber Antiquae Deorum= ''Let our wretched origins be known…<br><br>We are the instruments of the ancient gods. We are the refuse of an ancient world. Yet we are the hope for an era reborn.<br><br>Let our great task be stated…<br><br>We are the shepherds of our creators' will. We are the curators of our creators' tools. We are the new masters of the world they made.<br><br>Let our loyalties be clear…<br><br>The Father of Understanding guides us. The Mother of Wisdom inspires us. The Sacred Voice fills our hearts with boldness.<br><br>Let it be known…<br><br>We men and women of the Order of the Ancients are the natural arbiters of the world. Let all those who oppose us perish in pain. We are everywhere, and we are eternal.<br><br>In the name of Mithras, the Last Warrior, go forth and dominate. Reclaim the world that is ours by will.'' 
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===Oxenefordscire===
<tabber>
|-|Love Poem=
''Blissful blessing bestowed on me!<br><br>To lie with my lass in a leafy ela.<br><br>The pastor of pastures joins our hands,<br><br>Lady and lord of this patch of land.''
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===River Dee===
====Logging Camp====
<tabber>
|-|We Need a Hero=
''Ser Durward,<br>I write again the same entreaty as you may recall from my last seven letters: once more my farm has been burnt nearly to the ground, my livestock loosed into the wilds and my stores utterly cleared out. For many reasons, I find this unacceptable. How am I to feed my family, let alone pay you for the land I am meant to enjoy? You must act.<br>I know of a Champion who is loyal only to gold. Perhaps you could direct some funds toward him, so that he protects us? I intend no real offense, but I have found your guardianship lacking.''
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===River Severn===
====Severn Outpost====
<tabber>
|-|The Raiders are Coming!=
''The Jormsvikingr[sic] have gained access to the River Exe and they're taking everything they can from us! Nothing seems too small or too sentimental to avoid their maruading, and I have lost more than I care to tell you. I beg that you send word, from Walton of Dumonia, to everyone living along the Severn or the Dee: the raiders are coming, and you may be next! Guard yourselves!
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====Small Camp (northeast of Fishing Docks)====
<tabber>
|-|Pants of the Dragon Slayer=
''Do you remember, Ogden? When I said that we had been tasked with protecting something of tremendous importance? Well! You will be thrilled to learn that this ""something"" is the armour of Saint George himself! His greaves, more specifically. Can you believe it? One day, some time ago, Saint George slew a DRAGON in these greaves!<br>And we have them here!<br>I must say, they are in fantastic condition considering their age (and the fire-breathing they must have endured), but I suppose that is further proof of his sainthood, as the armor seems to find anyone who wears them.<br>(Not that I have tried them on.)<br>(I did try them on, though.)<br>Truly they are a blessed item.''
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===Sciropescire===
<tabber>
|-|Sweat-Stained Note=
''We can no longer follow Eulric. He lost his taste for action ever since the Danes lopped off a couple of his fingers.<br>Come with me. We'll join the others on the river to the west. They fear no one.''
</tabber>

====Quatford====
<tabber>
|-|Journal Entry=
''Many Danes have come to Quatford. They are an attractive people. I have become friendly with one of them named Stengr. He has deep blue eyes and helps me carry wood in the evenings.<br><br>And, when I say "friendly" ... well...''
|-|Cobbler's Note=
''I came to Quatford hoping to ply my trade, but cobblers are here in abundance as nearly every town in Sciropescire is caught up in the war. It's bitter to have no trade. I pray eventually things get back to how they were.''
|-|Letter from Lady Angharad=
''Bishop Deorlaf,<br><br>We believe you speak for Sciropescire on matters of war. King Rhodri will arrive with his retinue on your proposed date to discuss peace between us. See to it that the king's brother Gwriad ap Merfyn is present, as his fate is of particular interest to our king.<br><br>Lady Angharad''
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===Snotinghamscire===
<tabber>
|-|A Letter from Causantin mac Cináeda=
''Elite of elites, the great warriors of Clan Dunbar, you are tasked to scout for weaknesses of the wretched Danes that occupy Northumbria. Do not rest until you find the chink in their armor.''
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====Berserker's House====
<tabber>
|-|Confession=
''At first, I felt nothing but remorse. My anger had gotten the better of me this time. My family has paid the ultimate price. But then Odin came to me as a majestic raven, black wings spread wide, leading me to a mushroom faerie circle by an oak tree. By his command, I consumed them and I no longer feel remorse, only a desire to loose more blood, to sate this lust that boils within.''
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====Deoraby Spar Cavern====
<tabber>
|-|The Whetstone of Tudwal Tudglyd=
''To find the blade-keener<br>Be surefooted as a moutain goat<br>First-blood means final breath<br>To those who test your mettle''
|-|Roman Secrets=
''The Picts and the Danes fight fiercely in these lands and we are caught between them. Our efforts cannot cease. We must continue to honor our Roman ancestors and protect the treasurs that rest here in their name. Remember, their blood runs through these lands.''
|-|Whetstone's Inscription=
''If a brave man sharpened his sword on the whetstone, then the sword would kill any man from whom it drew blood. If a cowardly man used the whetstone, his sword would fail him and refuse to draw blood at all.''
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====Minninglow====
<tabber>
|-|Warning=
''If you are reading this, you need to leave. This place, this forsaken tomb will drive you mad. I write this as the blood of my brothers drip from my fingers. Something, someone, forced my hand. I cannot explain this, but treasure can be found elsewhere. Turn back while you can.''
</tabber>

====Odin Mine Hideout====
<tabber>
|-|Plan of Attack=
''Your aid in kidnapping Hemthorpe residents has provided valuable knowledge to take to the battles and sieges to come. Hemming Jarl suspects nothing yet, but we need to be careful. See what else you can find out so that we may both profit from the fall of these offshore invaders.''
</tabber>

====Snotingham====
<tabber>
|-|Message=
''Arvid, Botulf Giantblade is in need of fish soup as a last meal for his dying cat. Her favorite was always perch, but they have become rare in these parts. In winters past, the fish could be found north of Wenloch Abbey, in a small pond at the edge of a crop field. I would start there. Go quickly.''
|-|Heartfelt Letter=
''When he first arrived, his blue eyes flustered me. But what frustrates me the most, is the more I am around him, the more I find it difficult to quieten my heart. We feared for our lives when they came, but truth be told, Snotingham has become a better place to live under Hemming Jarl's rule.''
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====Stoneburgh====
<tabber>
|-|Warning=
''There are voices coming from the well. I thought someone might have fallen in, but when I called down into the dark, nothing whispered back. Only when I turned my back, did the voices come again. Do not go near the well, my son. We will have to travel further for water now.''
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====Thynghowe====
<tabber>
|-|Brief Reminder=
''Barley and hops for the brew that bolsters our warriors. And for Hemming Jarl, plums. He always liked his a little sweeter.''
</tabber>

====Ulkerthorpe Fort====
<tabber>
|-|Note From Dead Norse Noble=
''The Picts are ruthless and have no qualms in resorting to sneak attacks and ambushes. Our reinforcements never arrived, only a scout returned, reporting that the Picts had taken them out on the roads as they traveled. We may have better warriors, but the Picts know these lands better than we do, and they will press that advantage to its fullest.''
</tabber>


====Wenloch Abbey====
<tabber>
|-|A Weary Letter=
''Hemming jarl did not spend his years here working with the Saxons to have them do this. Yet these clergymen keep me against my will in the name of their God to "purge us heathens" from their lands. I am no warrior, just a farmer. But perhaps this is why those cowards forced me into captivity because they would not stand a chance against our battle-worn kin.''
</tabber>

===Suthsexe===
====Anderitum Hideout====
<tabber>
|-|Scroll from the Aellengi=
''We have found our sacred home in the ancient ruins where our forefathers crushed the Atrebates.<br><br>Crawleah will always be ours. The fools living there will be ravaged. Let this scroll be a warning to any who feel they can trade without our seal, breathe without our tax, and cry without our sword's[sic] having made the sadness. South Saxony shall be ruled by us.<br><br>Defend Antreminium against usurpers and the incursions of lesser tribes. Once we have found the sacred Hoard of Wenkling, we will buy Wincestre and burn it to the ground.<br><br>Long live the Aellengi''
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====Monk's Lair====
<tabber>
|-|Psalm Scroll from Desperate Monk=
''Lord,<br><br>Today I am sending more Danes for you to judge.<br><br>Let their deaths cleanse their sins.<br><br>May your will guide my hand so I keep this holy work to avenge my brothers.<br><br>Praise Be To the Deliverer from Evil.''
|-|Diary of a Dane Merchant=
''Dear Erke Reeve of Lunden<br><br>I have created a vibrant fish stand here near Chertsey Abbey. The local monks have taken a liking to the fish I have brought from Geatland. Please, if you may help maintain a secure tithe along the Thames, a fine trade route will help both regions blossom.<br><br>Yours,<br><br>Grendon of the Silver Waters''
</tabber>

===Wincestre===
<tabber>
|-|Rightful Claim=
''I, the last of Boudicca's line and true heir to the throne of England, command you to steal the coin stamp of the false king.<br><br>Soon my face will be upon every silver piece across the land. And then we will see who has the noblest nose.''
|-|Tattered Confession=
''Let it be known that I wrote the Psalms that King Aelfred claims. For all his so-called learning and peity, he could not find the poetry to speak to his God. So he gave me some pretty coin. My tongue is most like a writer's feather that writes with speed. And I tell all who will listen, I am his words.''
|-|The Quill's Manifesto=
''The Disputation of Tutelage<br><br>People of Wincestre. Aelfred would force his reformation upon us. Take your children from the bosom of their family to idle away hours in the company of so-called men of God. For what? So they may read the scriptures? Write their names in pig shit? Education for all? A hollow cry when you starve on the streets or die at the hands of Dane raiders. True enlightenment will not come from the sallow king. It will come from the Order.<br><br>The Quill''
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====Bishop's Residence====
<tabber>
|-|Insane Ranting=
''This steel shroud. Battered and broken. Worthless. But more valuable to me than a thousand silver coins. I tore it from the carcass of a long-dead king. He who held back the fire that spread from sea to sea. He beat back the invasion, shot the crows from the sky. Can I do the same?<br><br>It hums to me, but I cannot hear the melody.''
|-|Letter to Mother=
''I have been praying for days, but my knees are tired. And I worry God is not listening. The Bishop is a fool as well and tells me my prayers aren't fervent enough. I tried getting drunk and praying but ended up vomiting on the chalice.<br><br>I worry my sins far outweigh my piety.<br><br>Piety... I miss pie. I love pie.<br><br>Please send silver.<br><br>Gleeman Tuicca<br><br>(with a seal from the Bishop's Residence)''
</tabber>

====Market Warehouse====
<tabber>
|-|Tax Demand=
''I tire of your incompetence. If any of the merchants are reluctant to hand over their taxes, tell them you come from the Gallows, and that is where they will find themselves if they do not pay their dues. Now do your job.''
</tabber>

====The Nuns Minster====
<tabber>
|-|King's Secret=
''Reeve Goodwin came to me to aid our king. Hemorrhoids. The king suffers greatly from ficus and receives this painful ailment as a divine reward, sent at his request to assist him in resisting carnal desire. I prescribed balm, and have received good news that the itching has eased.''
|-|Heartfelt Love Poem=
''I am so lucky in love, blessed by the baby Jesus to have seen you from afar<br>Did you see me? I was wearing my best shoes<br><br>I hope one day you will be beside me<br><br>Together in love<br>Starlight to my moon<br>Bee to my honey<br><br>I have been struck by the horse and cart of love<br>Might I die if you do not look at me?<br><br>Yes''
</tabber>

====The Old Minster====
<tabber>
|-|Parable=
''The beginning of the Lord's life is with the water, the middle is through the light, and the last ends in the ground.''
|-|Account of Miracles=
''Magister Bata said that I am a very wicked boy for breaking an egg on Wigbert's head. To learn humility and piety, I must write an account of the miracles of Saint Swithun. Saint Swithun was a big man with a full red beard and arms as big as tree trunks. He could shoot fire out of his eyes, and once he made eggs come back to life because a workman bumped into an old woman on the bridge and they fell and broken.<br><br>O, and he makes it rain. Like all the time and is still doing miracles even though he is dead. Amen.''
|-|Historical Musings=
''And so, did Cenwalh of Wessex seek to atone for his terrible sin by building this great Minster. Though his father was pious and godly, he turned his cheek from the mysteries of our Lord and soon after lost his earthly kingdom. As for the Lord's House, he constructed it from Combe Down Oolite.<br>Such an edifying work was it that the Bishop moved his seat here, better to hear the word of God.''
|-|Letter from Goodwin=
''King Aelfred,<br><br>Your spies in Mercia report on a curious development. A faction of Norse recently joined the brothers Ivarr and Ubba in a decisive assault on Tamworth, deposing King Burgred and installing a foolish king's thegn called Ceolwulf in his stead.<br><br>In following these Norse back to their settlement, your men discovered the presence of a Hidden One among the pagans who calls himself Hytham. He seems in rather good graces with the two chieftains of this clan, Sigurd Styrbjornsson and Eivor Varinsdottir.<br><br>As yet his motives remain unclear, but it may be we can put him to uses of our own. Our "Poor Fellow-Soldier of Christ" has already sent word of the Order's activities to the luminaries of England's major cities. It may be a well-timed letter to Hytham and his companions will speed along our plans considerably.<br><br>Your faithful servant,<br>Reeve Goodwin''
|-|Aelfred's Commentaries=
''I awoke this morning thinking on Alcuin's final letter to Charlemagne. Written in fear that the Order had corrupted all but his master. Then, dead a week later. Did Charlemagne know? Had the Order corrupted him as well? Did he order the holy man's death? Or did the great emperor not see this letter at all? Long ago, I asked my father how this extraordinary document came into his possession. He had no answer for me. I feared the worst then, as I do now.<br><br>Outwardly, Charlemagne was a pious defender of Christ's word. It seems impossible to believe he was under the sway of this corrupted cult. But the Order is expert at hiding its motives. It has stooped to using the Christ's words and the holy book as a front for its blasphemous goals before, and the appearance of piety is all too easy to manufacture. Hoist a bible aloft on the steps of a church and claim divine inspiration. I must be vigilant against such villains.<br><br>The Order of Ancients argues for a hierarchy that flies in the face of God's purpose. They view men and women as debased and corrupt, borne of evil intent. Yet they worship men they believe were their makers. Akin to a hammer loving the nail, they cannot see outside their own hermetic system.<br><br>They are not wrong to believe that there must be order in the world for peace to flourish. But they are wrong about the source of this order. Man was made in the image of God. God is the source of the universe's order. Therefore man need appeal only to God for guidance.<br><br>In a strange irony, I am grateful for the Danes and their invasion of Northumbria. My title should have gone to Aella. Being dead, it fell to my brother and then to me. God's unlikely gift. I will use it to destroy what I loathe so deeply about this sickening Order, and start afresh. Goodwin is with me, as are men on the continent. I will soon find others.<br><br>The Order often blesses their pagan creators. What they call the Father of Understanding, the Mother of Wisdom, the Sacred Voice. These are vile blasphemies. There is only one Father of Understanding. He is the Lord above; he is order incarnate.<br><br>Therefore, may the Father of Understanding be this and naught else--the invisible hand that plucks harmony from the strings of the universe. Nothing more. Let all remaining pagan blasphemies wither into dust. Henceforth I aim to improve our lot by harmonizing the average man with the order of the universe. To walk him down a quiet road, to lead him safe and sober thoughts, to quiet his mind and cool his impassioned heart. Be he God-fearing or God-less, this new Order will encompass all and seek to improve man by aligning his needs with the ebb and flow of nature itself. This is my hope. This is my vow.<br><br>Amen''
|-|Alcuin's Letter to Charlemagne=
''Holy David, an urgent word from your flaccus,<br><br>When last we spoke, I warned you of a rot that I feared was eating at the healthy, still-young flesh of our holy Church. Today I am more convinced than ever that something drastic must be done.<br><br>I have lately confirmed that there exists a group of men and women within our Church who belong to a parasitic order of heathens, men and women who wish for nothing less than the perversion of our God's word. As lice upon a loyal hound, they scurry about unseen, using our resources fur purposes in opposition to our Savior's plan.<br><br>In the past year, I have gleaned what I could about the beliefs of these vile usurpers, who call themselves The Order of the Ancients. Here are but a few of their disturbing ideas:<br><br>They believe that mankind was created not by the Lord God, but by lesser and imperfect gods, variously called Isu, Archons or Nephilim in their various unholy texts. In this way, they follow the unholy heresies of the gnostic sects that flourished in the years before the Nicene Creed.<br><br>They refuse the message of the Christ and his redemptive act of sacrifice. They disbelieve in sin and salvation, and seek only knowledge and power, which they believe will free their spirit in the final days.<br><br>They believe mankind is a lesser form of life, imperfect in the shadow of these lesser gods, and that it is mankind's sole duty to aspire to the example of these lesser gods.<br><br>Their obsession with these ancient ones has led them to make a fetish of diabolical artifacts, which they believe will give them power and righteous cause over their fellow men. These devil's tools I have not seen for myself, but I have observed their effect on a few.<br><br>Most blasphemous of their beliefs is perhaps this: they believe many of these lesser gods still walk the earth or may return one day in resurrected forms. Some they believe are continually reborn. These they call sages. Others seem to appear once only and never again. Whether they believe the Lord Jesus Christ to be such a one, I have yet to determine, but their literature is full of references to such beings.<br><br>All this I know to be true. In light of this gathering darkness, I urge swift and violent action, my lord, for the reach of this order is vast and their power insidious. Be thou a soldier for our Christ. Only a sustained campaign of eradication will end their advance.<br><br>Heed my words with care and wisdom, Noble Charlemagne, and may the Lord God guard thee, exalt thee, and make thee enter the glory of his blessed and everlasting vision.<br><br>Your faithful servant,<br><br>Alcuin of Eoforwic<br>10 May, 804 Anno Domini.''
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====Venta Belgarum bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
''CAVETE!<br>Caesar Magnus Maximus has ordered the full withdrawal of imperial troops from the west of Britannia. Now the people of this region grow wary of our presence, and wish us gone. Our task here has always been to strike a balance between lawful obedience and revolutionary action in pursuit of human liberty, but we have often been misunderstood, and this has led to resentment and accusations of fanaticism. Enough is enough.<br><br>I have made the difficult decision to abandon our bureau at Venta Belgarum. All Hidden Ones are hereby ordered to return to our bureaus in Londinium and Camulodunum for further instruction.<br><br>MAGISTER MARCELLVS<br><br>OPERARE IN TENEBRIS VT LVMINI SERVIAS''
|-|Hidden Ones' Contract=
''GENVS PACTI<br>Contact and Deliver<br><br>Belgae and Roman tensions run high – Mutilations and murders of Christian populace at the hands of local Belgae warriors continue to mount – An acolyte is needed to deliver a personal message to Imperator Constantinus pleading for the protection of Christian worshippers in the region – The Imperator's schedule and route through Britannia is not yet known – Acolyte must trace and follow Imperator's entourage – Deliver message at the most opportune moment.<br><br>CONTRAHIT<br>Acolytus Beatha<br><br>STATVS<br>Success – Message delivered''
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====Wincestre Seminary====
<tabber>
|-|Turgid Text=
''The last Heathen oppressor left Britain in the year of our Lord 407. Lawlessness ruled. Tribes fought each other for land and wealth and our good town was abandoned, eventually falling to rubble and ruin.''
|-|Dull Lesson=
''In the seventieth year of our Lord's incarnation, the Roman Invaders build a settlement on the very site you are standing now. They called this new town, Venta Belgarum after a local tribe of barbarians named the Belgares. They made this place a center of industry, learning, and culture.<br><br>They were Godless heathens then, but the Light of our Lord transformed them in time.''
|-|Bloody History=
''Cedric and Cynric killed a British king named Natanleod, and five thousand men along with them. After this was the land named Netley, from his, as far as Charford. Then did they undertake the goernment of the West Saxons, and from that day in 519 AD have the children of the West Saxon kings reigned.''
|-|Deathly Dull Manuscript=
''We Saxons returned two hundred years later, farmed the fertile land outside the crumbling walls. We named the place Venta Caester. In time this was corrupted to Wincestre [sic]''
|-|Calming Psalm=
''Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. I have sworn and confirmed that I will keep Your righteous judgments...''
|-|Priest's Writings=
''My God, whom I praise, do not remain silent, for people who are wicked and deceitful have opened their mouths against me; they have spoken against me with lying tongues.''
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====Witan Hall====
<tabber>
|-|King's Order=
''I oft wondered why good and wise men would not have translated the great ecclesiastical works from Latin. Because they did not think that men ever would become so careless and learning so decayed as it is now in Wessex.<br><br>I have translated the book that is called in Latin "Pastoralis," and in English "Shepherd-book," in the hope, I will leave literacy as my legacy. Send these texts to bishops and priests of Wessex. Instruct them to start copying and translating the holy books and manuscripts. I ordered the making of several pendants. Collec them and send them with the manuscripts as a token of goodwill.<br><br>King Aelfred''
|-|Brave Words=
''The Danes threaten to overwhelm us on all fronts. These damned pagans will only be quieted if covered in silver. But if that is what we must do to achieve peace, to stop our churches being burned to the ground, our people slaughtered, I will pay their Danegeld gladly.<br><br>King Aelfred''
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==Francia==
===Amienois===
====Champlieu Ruins====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
''Brothers,<br><br>With the departure of the Brotherhood from Britannia following the death of Emperor Honorius, our work here in [[Paris]] is at an end. The cold wind that blows across Britannia has reached our shores as well. As Magister Vitus said, we must leave and regroup to focus attention where it is most needed.<br><br>All Hidden Ones are ordered to vacate Paris immediately. The Bureau will be sealed, and the three door keys hidden in the ruins at Champlieu, Diodorum, Gisacum. It may be that at a future time, when present misunderstandings have been forgotten, others will have need of it again.<br><br>Vitus has extended an open welcome from the Bureau in Cologne to any who would make that journey. For those who choose to do so, I will meet you there.<br><br>–[[C. C.]]''<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
|-|Search Orders=
''Captain,<br><br>Send some of your best men to search the various runs located near Paris at Champlieu, Gisacum, and Diodorum. Do not tell them what they are looking for or why, only that whatever they find must be surrendered to you immediately. Deliver any items to my attendant with the utmost haste.<br><br>This actions requires the most careful discretion, for which I assure you we will both be [[Parisian Rite of the Templar Order|held accountable]]. –[[Mariwig]]''<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
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===Evresin===
====Gisacum Ruins====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
(Same note as Champlieu Ruins)<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
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===Melunois===
====Melun====
<tabber>
|-|Agent Report=
[Sketch of Assassin insignia]<br>''My brother,<br><br>I scoured the ruins west of the slums of Paris as you asked. Within I found an ancient door bearing a symbol much like the letter A yet strangely altered. Perhaps ou know it? The door would not open. While I struggled with it, I caught movement just beyond the edge of my sight. A careful search of the area revealed nothing, yet I cannot banish from my mind the image of a hooded figure.<br><br>The area may already be in use. I think we must search elsewhere for our new camp sight.<br><br>Vive le rebellion<br><br>–[[Pierre (rebel)|P]].
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====Diodurum Ruins====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
(Same note as Champlieu Ruins)<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
|-|Note from the Captain=
''Good men,<br><br>The ruins cannot be accessed by normal means. Thanks to Baulwin's fall intot he pond, a few of us discovered another entrance below the body of water. Arm yourselves before making your way there, for there have been Norsemen around those parts.<br><br>Keep your wits about you.<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
|-|Search Order=
(Same note as Champlieu Ruins)<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
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===Paris===
====Boatmen Baths Tavern====
<tabber>
|-|Captain's Orders=
''Captain,<br><br>My scribe has unhappily proved himself to be of treacherous character. Find him and make certain he does not return to trouble us further.<br><br>The materials in his possession are stolen and of a nature most personal. Included is a watchword allowing entry to the church. It cannot be allowed to fall into the wrong hands. Recover and destroy everything. Leave no trace. I must insist upon your utmost discretion in this matter.<br><br>Report to my priest at the gate when the matter is resolved.<br><br>–[[Engelwin|E.]]''<br>(In [[The Rot in the Slums]])
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====Lutetia Bureau====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
(Same note as Champlieu Ruins)<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
|-|Guard Letter=
''Gustav,<br><br>The higher ups have taken interest in some of them ruins and ordered me off to Champlain, and some of the other boys to Gisacum and Diodorum. What they expect us to find out there, I don't know. Those broken stones been there forever, since before Charlemagne himself. At any rate, that's where I'm gone.<br><br>Seeing as you're stuck in Paris guarding that old door, we'll miss our dice night. Trust you to pill the safe and easy duty! I haven't forgot what you owe me, don't worry about that. You can buy us both wine with my winnings. We'll drink it when I'm back.<br><br>–Arnulf''<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
|-|Strange Letter=
''"This place of honor forever holding, the deeds that were done<br>We abide always many in number, yet together are one<br>Whose firm faith and whos lonely labor, serve only the fight<br>I must yet stay unknown in the darkness, so you may work in the light"<br><br>Forgive the dead soldiers. They would not leave peacefully.<br><br>–[[AC (Hidden One)|AC]]''<br>(In memory "[[Hidden]]")
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====Sainte-Geneviève Church====
<tabber>
|-|Deliverance Note=
''DELIVERANCE<br><br>Child of God, do you struggle with sin? Do you want to walk more closely with your Savior? Would you like to know and understand your Heavenly Father's plan for you?<br><br>God Himself has made the way. Come to His altar, seek out his goodness, and find your own deliverance!''<br>(In [[The Rot in the Slums]])
|-|Deliverance Instructions=
''INSTRUCTIONS FOR DELIVERANCE<br><br>1. Wear your offical robe. You will not be permitted to see the Bishop without it. It is an acceptable covering for your unrighteousness, without which you cannot enter the sanctified chamber. Robes are available on the upper floor.<br><br>2. Prepare your heart. You are bringing yourself before Almighty God and his minister, who will brook neither deceit or duplicity.<br><br>3. When it is time, present yourself to the deacon at the entrance to the Bishop's inner chamber. He will let you in.<br><br>4. You may not leave until the ritual is complete. Guards are there to ensure your obedience.<br><br>5. You will be asked to remove your robe, thereby revealing yourself fully before God and his holy servant.<br><br>6. Kneel in the ritual water, and wait for the deliverance to being.<br><br>Arrangements have been made for you following the ritual.''<br>(In [[The Rot in the Slums]])
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====Underground sewers====
<tabber>
|-|Scribe's Letter=
''There can be no doubt. Bishop Engelwin is stealing from the tithes. The parchments I carry show it. Engelwin already suspects my discovery. I must leave the church or die here.<br><br>I have gained the watchword and will use it to get pas the gate. It is:<br><br>[https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job%201%3A21&version=NKJV JOB 1:21]<br><br>How apt a scripture to his his many perversions! I fear my deception will not last long, and the bishop's guards are everywhere. I can only think to go to the slims. The'' [obscured]
<br>(In [[The Rot in the Slums]])
|-|Big Job, Boys=
''Listen up, Rats.<br><br>We've been doing alright taking from the [[smuggler]]s, but now it's time for something big.<br><br>Everyone knwos they're hiding a fortune in ransom silver underneath [[Sainte-Geneviève Church]]. When the Norse strike, we'll bust in, grab it for ourselves and leave Paris to its fate.<br><br>Everybody loses but us!<br><br>–The Rat King''<br>(In [[The Rot in the Slums]])
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==Ireland==
===Connacht===
<tabber>
|-|[unnamed note 1]=
''Lugaid<br>High King of Ireland<br>Son of Lóegaire mac Néill "The Cursed"<br>Died 507 of causes unknown''
|-|Letter to the Fairy=
''O wise one of nature, O spirit of water and moss!<br><br>Heal my dear wife, she suffers so.<br><br>We will bring yarrow root and mistle berries and dew of the morn.''
|-|Scribbled Note=
''Be warned.<br><br>A haunting black boar roams this area, wrought with an unrelenting rage, roving and ramming and digging its tusks into the ground like a savage beast.<br><br>It cannot be tempered. I have tried. And for that, I have suffered greatly. A hole in my side that will not close. I may make it home to see my son before I perish. I may not. But let me be the last to suffer a fool's fate.<br><br>Heed my warning. Leave this place. Or may God have mercy on your soul.''
|-|Sister of Connacht, The Sane One=
''"If you would be druid, you must pass the trial.<br>It is the ancient rule.<br>If you would be druid, make path through the trees,<br>Feel the roots 'neath your feet, the dead of the leaves.<br>Drink of the fog, drink of death.<br>It is ever the ancient rule."<br><br>So says The Morrigan''
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====Asfinn====
<tabber>
|-|The Shards of Amber=
''The amber carried by members of the Children of Danu is said to come from the ancient oak, Eó Mugna.<br><br>This tree, an offshoot of the primordial Tree of Knowledge, bore three fruits. Aplles, acorns, hazelnuts.<br><br>Its wood could not be cut nor burned. Its roots could strangle a sleeping man.<br><br>Each Children of Danu carries a small bit of the amber from this tree. The amber quickens with light at the touch of its owner's blood.''
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====Athlone====
<tabber>
|-|Blood-Splattered Note=
''I fell upon them, still drunk from the ale stolen at Athlone, and took two before the rest ran off shouting, "The island!" I lack the strength to continue.''
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====Ben Bulben====
<tabber>
|-|Memories of Connacht by Ciara=
''Beneath Binn Ghulbain<br>The fearsome Fianna sleep,<br>Ward-wrapped, faerie-charmed,<br>Guarded from time's killing kiss.<br>March from your mounds<br>With your host of fey forces!<br>As you did on a moonlit mid-night,<br>While a wee waif watched from the shadows.''
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====Carnagan====
<tabber>
|-|Journal Entry – Madness=
''I breathe in the fog – sweet, sweet fog! It fills me with joy and dread. And the worms in my brain writhe for dead!<br><br>Ah! I embrace that death. Worms, here now is your meal!''
|-|For Those Who Follow=
''Disturb not the circles of ancient stone, creted before our time by the Tuatha Dé Danann to inspire us with wonder.<br><br>The Circles of Stone, Water, Moon and others are found throughout our land. The druids of old drew power and magic from them. May future druids do so as well.''
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====Cashelore====
<tabber>
|-|Note from Spy=
''Flann has gathered an imposing army, my lord. The camp buzzes with talk of taking Cashelore castle itself.<br><br>I counsel you to be prepared.''
|-|Lost Man=
''Do not go near the scaffolding! It's difficult to get to, and only fools scale the rickety slats.<br><br>Eoin thought to amuse us by balancing on the beam while drinking his ale.<br><br>The first ale went fine enough, but the third sent him on a quick journey to the rocks.''
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====Downpatrick Head====
<tabber>
|-|Who Will Deliver Me?=
''I cast this note to the winds.<br><br>Salty brine crusts on this old drengr's helm. The wounds and scars of two score battles call out with every moment.<br><br>When will I feast among the fallen? Surely, someone somewhere can best me in single combat?<br><br>I have not met that Vikingr yet.''
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====Kesh Gorann====
<tabber>
|-|The Mist of Madness=
''We have learned to create a fog that seeps into one's mind.<br><br>White-edged mushroom and hazel bark and shavings of the sacred amber.<br><br>With bear-heart and blood of a scholar.<br><br>Burn to a glowing and the heavy smoke will fill the valley.''
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====Lough Gara====
<tabber>
|-|Note Found Near the Great Stone=
''Wren,<br><br>During the tumult of Rathcroghan's festival, I direct you to use the trust granted you in the guise as poet to spread news of false events.<br><br>No need to make a great speech. It is better to keep to the shadows. Move among the partiers and tell them to abjure their oaths to Ireland and to engage in what mayhem they may.<br><br>You do this among the commoners whilst I work upon kings and priests. Bit by bit, week by week, we will corrupt these gulls.<br><br>– The Oak''
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====Lough Glendallon====
<tabber>
|-|Note from Ciara=
''Eivor,<br><br>You sleep so beautifully, I could not bring myself to wake you.<br><br>Forgive me for leaving. The encounter with the Children of Danu has reminded me of difficult times. I feel I must spend some time alone.<br><br>–Ciara''
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====Port Auley====
<tabber>
|-|Note Found in Port Auley=
''My research suggests that The Wren sometimes meets with a leader of the Children of Danu on a small island in Lough Gara.<br><br>Two nights ago, I hid among the shadows near a large ritual stone hoping to catch sight of them. A figure arrived in the darkness. Then a second figure. The Wren.<br><br>They heard my movements and I fled into the night. I know not who I saw, but am certain my life is under threat.''
|-|Neatly Written Note=
''As suspected, everything of value has been taken to Kesh Corann. The people here fear the druids's magic and will take no action.''
|-|Take Care, Friends!=
''A raving Viking stalks the seashore, mad as a winter squall!<br><br>Do not speak with him. He wishes to fight. To the death! His!<br><br>Yes, he wants you to kill him, but he'll fight you for the privelege. Mad, I tell you! So stay clear of Downpatrick Head.''
</tabber>

====Rathcroghan====
<tabber>
|-|Royal Missive to King Conchobar=
''Most esteemed King, [[Conchobar mac Taidg Mór|Conchobar]],<br>We, Kings of [[Aileach]], send you this inquiry in alarm<br><br>To what purpose do you allow Flann Sinna to quarter his hordes within the borders of [[Connacht]]?<br><br>His mad aggression threatens all our kingdoms.<br><br>Kings [[Domnall mac Áeda|Domnall]] and [[Niall Glúndub|Nial]] of Aileach
|-|Port Auley Loss of Trade=
''The traders in Port Auley are no longer bringing ivory to us.<br><br>We fear that bandits have at last overtaken them.<br><br>We mourn the tradesmen, but more still we mourn the loss of trade.''
''</tabber>

====Tuam====
<tabber>
|-|Journal Entry – Fog=
''At times the land is covered by a fog, more dense than any I have known. It seems to seep into my mind and addle my senses.<br><br>I have seen others affected as well. I am determined to find its source.''
|-|Statement of a Frightened Tradesman=
''Here I set down the man's statement in his very words:<br><br>I seen it. A dog, nought but a mongrel, muddy spit drippin' from its jaw.<br>Then it turns to me and speaks! The dog! It says, "Be gone, wretch!"<br>Clear as day! I ran a full mile, I did.<br><br>Indeed, I believe the man encountered a púca. We must all be prepared to defend ourselves.''
|-|Note from a villager=
''Most esteemed sir,<br><br>I been helpful to you in the past, I have. And I believe this gossip I heard might be helpful, too.<br><br>Some villagers who pray at the old effigy have heard strange cries echoing up from they-don't-know-where.<br><br>I think it's from the cavern that runs 'neath the village. The one you had me deliver peat to.<br><br>I just thought you ought know, afore people get curious the way they do.<br><br>I ask no silver, although I am most needful...<br><br>Erce, the gong farmer''
|-|Note to Druids=
''Druids of Danu!<br><br>The ritual hour comes upon us. All efforts must bend to its success.<br><br>We have offerings aplenty to please The Cursed, our High Druid''
|-|Note from The Cursed=
''I have left to prepare the ritual. My púca is with me as always.<br><br>Flood the land with fog! My púca will take strength from it for her changes of form.<br><br>–The Cursed.''
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===Dublin===
<tabber>
|-|Fallen Dublin=
''By [[Thor]], [[Odin]] and [[Freyja|Freya]]! Curse those that have burned [[Dublin]], the city we have built stone by stone!<br><br>We have fled, but there is no peace. We fear the [[Ireland|Irish]] will come after us even here.<br><br>Will those that despise us never accept us in this land?''
|-|[unnamed note 2]=
''Muiredach mac Eógain<br>King of Aileach 465-489<br>Son of Eógan mac Néill<br>Died in his sleep''
|-|Excerpt from a History of Niall of the Nine Hostages=
''... Then Niall of the Nine came to the last of his treasures, the shield of Cú Chulainn. He knew it would stir jealousy and violence among his sons if it went to any one of them, so fine a thing it was. So, Niall locked it away using five carved figures, "The Sons of Niall", each key useless without its other four brothers. These tokens he gave to four of his sons: the first went to Eógan, Prince of Inis Eóghain...''
|-|Viking Ship Burial=
''O noble Vikingr<br><br>One of Thorgest's best, now felled by age. But to rest here in a ship, your grave.<br><br>Thorgest himself is no more. But two remain of that storied crew, wandering this isle.<br><br>Feast in Valhalla, o warrior! They will join you soon!''
|-|Lines Left Near Dublin by Ciara=
''A forest fell<br>A wall went up,<br>And Dublin rose from the rubble.<br>Some thousand souls<br>Sleep in silence,<br>Silence of the song-severed trees.''
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====Dublin (city)====
<tabber>
|-|The coronation of the High King=
''[[Bárid mac Ímair|Bárid]], my friend,<br><br>[[Flann Sinna]]'s day will soon be upon us! I convinced him to invite you, you scurrilous [[Vikings|Dane]].<br><br>I knew you would not want to miss my singing ... oh, yes, and to curry favor with Flann himself.<br><br>I will shortly bring the invitation by my very hand.<br><br>– [[Ciara ingen Medba|Ciara]]''
|-|Letter from Thorstein=
''[[Sichfrith]],<br><br>You're another winter older, you mangy [[Dog|pup]]. One more year or maybe two and I'll consider letter you into my Viking gang.<br><br>Your father has betrayed his Norse heritage. His constant efforts to curry favor with Irishmen like Flann are an embarrassment to Vikings here and across the seas.<br><br>I hope you spit on him at [[sun]]'s rise each day.<br><br>– [[Thorstein the Red|Thorstein]]''
|-|Letter from Bárid's Wife=
''Bárid, my love,<br><br>I hope and pray all is well.<br><br>Here in Caldarez, the waters flow down from the {{Wiki|Pyrenees}} and are most soothing. Your mother's improvement is a blessed miracle. I think of you each day, each hour.<br><br>Have patience with Sichfrith. He has always been difficult, but I have hope that from his moods and outbursts a man of substance will emerge.<br><br>–Your loving wife, [[Sadhbh]]''
|-|Black Pool=
''My grandfather tells me that our precious mucky black pool is the reason Bárid's castle is where it is.<br><br>The old Vikings wanted to feel secure, and the pond itself was a form of defense. Anyone crossing it would get stuck in fetid mud.<br><br>He claims that the old Gaels called it Dubh Linn for Black Pool and that became the city's name.''
|-|Friar's Journal=
''I have left my life behind to devote my life to the glory of [[Christianity|God]].<br><br>But, Lord above, is this porridge is like warm slop.<br><br>I pray that I may sustain my faith in spite of the porridge made by Brother Ain which could pass for warm slop on a good day. Would that I could tell him, but my vow of silence prevents it, oh Lord.<br><br>Wherefore am I roomed in the attic? It is because the prior decrees so, so I am too fond of wine mulled with apples. But did not you provide us with apples and wine, Lord? Is it a sin to take what you have bountifully given?<br><br>These are the mysteries over which I must pray.''
|-|Use of Thorstein's Raiders=
''Thorstein, my dear,<br><br>We burnt down Brenn's [[stable]]s a few nights ago. He willing to part with [[silver]] to make certain we don't do so again once he rebuilds.<br><br>[[Raid]]ing fishing boats is not a good use of your men. They are dolts and cannot manage to bring the fish back fresh. Let us find better use of these fools.<br><br>On the other hand, the men have just enough brains to know the worth of a good trading post. Encourage raids on those as mush as you like.<br><br>– Ama''
|-|Letter from Hytham=
''[[Azar]],<br><br>My informants tell me that [[Konstantinos]] is on the move. I fear he plans to come visit you in Dublin.<br><br>Take care, my friend.<br><br>–[[Hytham]]''
|-|Preparation=
''Azar, Old Man!<br><br>We have a happy Dublin. To keep it, we must stay in Flann's good graces.<br><br>He is planning for war against those kingdoms who resist his rule. How can we help him in this?<br><br>Let us trade for siege engines. If Flann must take to battle, there will always be a shortage of weaponry. He will be grateful if we can supply it.<br><br>–Bárid''
|-|A Bárid, a chóirmaic (Bárid, my just son)=
''Mo bennacht lasin scríbinn-se. Guidimm-se na-légai-siu frisin tenid, [[wikt:⁊|⁊]] guidimm-siu not-gora a thess amal bee-siu im brollach moíth fadéin. Is fota limm co gér tú, ⁊ is móa cech laithe in chuntabart in accar-sa Dublinn iarmothá.<br><br>Is Maith fom-chíallathar Sadb, cíasu éicen di coitsecht frim scéla scaílti. In-fédinn den laithe a ndom-rala fer fola forsin slige co Clúain Ferta ⁊ ran-íccas, co ndechud laiss-som co Lothlinn. Lánamnas íar sain, ⁊ don-ratad mac, tussu, gáethgarg, la londbruth loga.<br>Tar cend na imchéine ó Éirinn, ro-uccus i calad etir Gallaib. Gáedel mná, Sjae Korpmaka a ainm.<br><br>Íat so mo chuimnigi cáemthi. Fréna ár sceóil. Nos-cáemna-su.<br><br>Do márthair cháem,<br><br>[[Ségdae]]''<br><br>(Translation)<ref>{{Youtube|video=CwHMaaMKVNg|text=FULLY TRANSLATED Old Irish Letter in Wrath of the Druids! SHAY CORMAC EASTER EGG (AC Valhalla DLC)|channel=channel/UCJagPhYpiiE09D5pA-ZGuZw|channelname=Access The Animus}}</ref><br>''I send you my blessings. I pray that you don’t read too close to the fire, and I pray that its heat warms you as the one that bursts from my own chest for you. It’s been long since we last talked, and every day it is greater the doubt that I will ever see Dublin again.<br><br>Sadb takes good care of me, even though the necessity of listening to my stories is fading away. I told her of the day in which a man of blood was abandoned on the road to Clonfert and he reached me, and thus I went with him to Lothlinn. From that relationship, a child was born, you, wise and fierce, a ferocious fire.<br><br>Because of the great distance from Ireland, I gave birth to you in the land among the Danes. An Irish woman, by the name of Sjae Korpmaka.<br><br>These are my dear memories. Along with my story. May they protect you.<br><br>Your dear mother,<br><br>Ségdae''
|-|Letter from Ketil Flatnose=
''Thorstein,<br><br>When you tire of playing the buffoon in your precious Ireland, come north to the scattered isles.<br><br>I will grant you raiders and boats and a few acres to call home. You can loot the Hebrides to your black heart's content.<br><br> — Ketil Flatnose.''
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===Meath===
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|-|Eldest Sister, She of Meath=
''I scribble what I have heard, not what I have seen.<br><br>The Morrigan, she of three, each sister to each, came in Meath in form of bird and spoke to a young man.<br><br>She said.<br><br>"Forunate man! I have chosen thee. Come, breathe the mist, meet my children, druids all. Consort and frolie, o my boy!"<br><br>The youngest man walked in [sic] fog and lost his bearings, his mind and his life.''
|-|Lamp Maker=
''At long last! Months of effort have come to fruition. When I first discovered that the unusual fog left a residue, I suspected it could be put to use.<br><br>I have discovered that if I glean enough of the residue off large leaves and combine it with copious fish oils, I can create fuel for a lamp that burns as bight as dawning day.<br><br>One last trial – the brightest of all!''
|-|[unnamed note 3]=
''Ardgal<br>Son of Conall mac Néill<br>"Cremthainne"<br>Died 520, killed by his cousin,<br>Muirchertach mac Muiredaig''
|-|Excerpt from a History of Niall of the Nine Hostages=
''...To his son Conall, he gave two figurines as advised by the wise woman. They would be taken in turn by Niall's grandsons, Ardgal and Fergus, who were saved from their uncle's curse by the blessed Saint Patrick...''
|-|Lines Left by Ciara=
''Foul bog, fetid bog,<br>What evil brews in you?<br>What ills, what rot,<br>What sour corruption<br>Springs from your dread depths?<br>Have my siblings sipped<br>From your stagnant streams?<br>Their eyes glow dark as your pitchy pools<br>As their love for the land withers.''
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====Annagh Doo====
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|-|Kill Order=
''The High King's inauguration draws near, at which point power will switch hands from the Northern Uí Néill to the South. You are to ensure Flann Sinna draws his last breath before that happens.<br><br>Disguise yourself as a priest and infiltrate the ceremony at Tara. This should get you close enough. Then cut the bastard's throat as they sing his praises.''
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====Drumlish====
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|-|Hastily Written Note=
''Can't stay here no longer. Too many wolves. Be leaving the deed in Knockfree. I'm done with this.''
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====Durrow====
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|-|Priest's Note=
''Brothers,<br><br>I apologize for the haste in my departure. Rest assured I will return in a few days time and we can continue our work at the cemetery.<br><br>In the meantime, I must ask you to dig through the graves in search of the key to the coffers. I've searched my robes and satchels and it may be that I dropped it while interring some of the dead.<br><br>It is important we retrieve it, however unholy the task may seem.<br><br>–Father Siomon''
|-|Quickly Written Note=
''Beccán,<br><br>I think the others are on to us. Well, to me. I have hidden the chest in the pit. Think like I think, and I am sure you will find it.<br><br>As for the key, I am taking it with me. I expect them to follow, and that is all right. I will lose them at the docks and hide the key near the shipwright. Again, think like I think, and I am sure you will find it.<br><br>–Fínnel''
|-|Urgent Letter to Flann=
''King Flann,<br><br>Upon my return to Armagh I learned one of our monasteries has been sacked. The Book of Kells his purportedly in the hands of familiar Dane out of Dublin.<br><br>As the newly inaugurated High King, you have a responsibility to champion and protect the Christian faith. And so I call on you to help ensure the safe return of this text.<br><br>I am making my return to Durrow immediately. Together, I pray we can find some sort of resolution.<br><br>In addition, I feel I must bring to your attention that we have ceased receiving additional manuscripts after a group of bandits raided and killed the traders at Lisdurrow.<br><br>The start to your reign requires you to thwart evil from many angles. You must not fail.<br><br>Faith in God,<br><br>–Eogan, Abbot of Armagh''
|-|Letter from King Cerball=
''My king,<br><br>Please excuse the haste in which this letter is written, for it is not penned by my scribe's but by my own shaken hand. The pagans, these druids, I am beginning to believe we have underestimated their resolve.<br><br>While we attended to the rule of Ireland, they have crept and slithered into our domains unnoticed.<br><br>I feel we must convene on this matter. I await your reply.<br><br>–Cerball, King of Osraige''
|-|Letter from the Kings of Aileach=
''High King,<br><br>Your letter is rather disconcerting and reads like an accusation, one we vehemtly deny. Perhaps you should look within your own dirty linens for the ones behind this little incident.<br><br>And do bear in mind, if we were so inclined to see you to an early grave, we would not have failed.''
|-|Letter from King Conchobar=
''My king,<br><br>I wish to extend to you my most sincere congratulations on your inauguration.<br><br>Your coronation was a feat. Lively and bereft of nothing. And your poetess has the voice of a nightingale, capable of stealing the attention of men in the middle of a bloody battle, I'd say.<br><br>Please accept the gift accompanying this letter. It is but a small token of our continued friendship.<br><br>Blessings to you and your family.<br><br>–Conchobar, King of Connacht''
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====Inchroe====
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|-|Loot Taken=
''We took a good haul at Kells. Plenty of silver and gewgaws we can sell for a pretty price.<br><br>But what should we do with the book we found? Someone took a long time to make it fancy, but I can't make head nor tail of what's written.<br><br>Perhaps one of the crazed Christians will want it.''
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====Knockfree====
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|-|Letter from the King of Brega=
''My king,<br><br>accompanying this letter are a dozen of Brega's most able-bodied men, all of whom are beneath the age of thirty. It is not much, but should none of them return, it is a loss I am prepared to suffer, especially after learning what your representative did for your people.<br><br>I am a fair and just king who repays his debts. You have Brega's loyalty and support.''
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====Lisdurrow====
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|-|Precisely Inked Note=
''I couldn't save any sacred texts, but I followed the bandits to Inchroe. There they took every scrap of writing – even the deed to the post!''
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====Tara Hill====
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|-|Child's Poem=
''Flann Sinna is great,<br>He is powerful and kind,<br>He is a strong fighter and strong leader,<br>He will lead the people,<br>God loves him very much,<br>Mother loves him as well,<br>Father says he is not a worthy man,<br>I think father is jealous.''
|-|Letter from a Nobleman=
''Ale from Athlone was meant to arrive hours ago and still we have received nothing. No letter advising tardiness. No carts we can see on the roads. It is all rather suspicious, but not surprising.<br><br>I have said loud and clear that we should have procured ale elsewhere. That trading post is no stranger to roving bandits, and it now seems likely they are the cause of this problem.<br><br>Luckily we still have a large supply of local ale, but it falls short of what the attendees might expect for the High King's coronation.<br><br>At the very least, we can hope enough of it is consumed so that none will notice.''
|-|Ciara's Journal=
''My mother helped me fashion this harp when I was just a little girl. It was a toy. A pass time I grew out of. It was only after her death that  I found the urge to dig it out from under the floorboards again.<br><br>Never did I think this poorly crafted instrument would make it this far. I should replace it with something better, but I refuse. My soul refuses. I am bound to it. To the strings, to the smell of the wood, which is the same today as it was the first day.<br><br>It will need to endure some fittings, however. This is a quiet harp that lacks an outstretched sound. I have been working on an apparatus that should allow the music to resonate widely.<br><br>From a child's trinket to a booming instrument, what a journey this little harp will have.''
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====Uí Néill's Rest====
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|-|[unnamed note 4]=
''When the Uí Néill are united<br>Niall's treasure will be revealed''
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===Ulster===
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|-|A Letter from Frankia=
Master [[Scotus]],<br><br>I understand this may be outside your philosophical scope, but could you ascertain the veracity of rumours regarding an [[Ireland|Irish]] [[Finn McCool|giant]] who is said to have built a [[Giant's Causeway|bridge]] over the sea? I believe it is referred to as "The Giant's Causeway". His Majesty has a wager on it.<br><br>[[Roger Despierrers]],<br>
Advisor to His Majesty, [[Charles the Bald]], King of West [[Francia|Frankia]]
|-|A Druid's Plea=
''I write this as the last of my grove.<br><br>For years, we tended the slaughter fields, bringing peace to the dead and dying. For many moons, I've worked alone and soon even that will end.<br><br>Added to my burden now are the cursed symbols left by some less forgiving sect to deny these tormented creatures their final rest.<br><br>If you find any of these toxic charms, destroy them and earn my blessing.''
|-|Letter to a Northern Maiden=
''Thora -<br><br>I leave for the North to seek out the land beyond Snealand. I will follow Nannod's route and look for signs of the monks they call the "poppers".<br><br>Some say I'll find nothing, others say I'll find Bifrost. I need to see for myself.<br><br>Your heart's shield,<br>–Gyda''
|-|[unnamed note 5]=
''Fergus Cerrbel<br>Son of Conall mac Néill<br>"Cremthainne"<br>Died 480 defending his honor''
|-|[unnamed note 6]=
''Cormac Cáech<br>Son of Coirpre mac Néill<br>Died 495<br>His deeds will be remembered''
|-|Excerpt from a History of Niall of the Nine Hostages=
''... The fifth and final figure Niall gave to Lóegaire the Unrepentant, who passed it down to his son Lugaid, before he was struck down by the Bishop's curse...''
|-|A love Letter=
''Cillín,<br><br>My heart breaks writing your name.<br><br>Father remains deaf to my words, says I'll take no husband not from pictland and promised me to some dirty shepherd!<br><br>It's mad, I know! Weren't we all one people not so long ago?<br><br>Don't cross the water – much as I wish you would! My brothers watch the shore and they'll kill for it.<br><br>They can give me to another, but I will always be yours.<br><br>–Derelie''
|-|A Dubliner's Testament=
''My mother came from the Old Lands, belly ripe with child. I was born in a bow of a boat, screaming Thor's name before I had words to speak. Many of our people came with more on the way. To Thorghest's kingdom, Dublin.<br><br>This is my home. I earn what I can and take what I need. I don't need to see great armies in distant Saxon lands – I've seen them sail from these shores! Why seek out a promised land when you'll find no greener place?''
|-|A Giant Warning=
''If ye go by yon Causeway, take care, a Giant dwells there.<br><br>Ignore its great cries. Do not tarry, do not stop, 'less you wish to join the dead!''
|-|Letter from an Irish Outlaw=
''Seán,<br><br>Many thanks for the offer but I can't never go back to Meath. Those like me what fought for Aed are too blood-stained for forgiveness. King Flann'll not forget that slaughter, nor can I blame him. The North and South will ever be at odds and there's no changing that. Least not by me.<br><br>I'll carry me crimes till the grave, but I'll not go seeking noose or axe.<br><br>–Your brother Brendan''
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====Aileach====
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|-|Letter to the Kings of Aileach=
''Lords of Aileach,<br><br>Rumors of unrest have come to our ears over the current transfer of power. Whispers of discontent always come with the changing winds. They are to be expected but not heeded.<br><br>When a new King rises, one must show some whip or risk rebellion. A simple reminder of how the balance weighs. Do not be concerned by reports of an invading army. It is meant to impress, not to usurp, and poses no danger to those loyal to the crown.<br><br>Our Savior's humble servant,<br><br>Flann Sinna, High King of Ireland''
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====Lough Eske====
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|-|Blood-Stained Note=
''Séamas committed no sin in being blessed with good fishing. But in our jealousy and arrogance, we defied the Commandments and helped ourselves to his wealth with blood-stained hands.<br><br>We'd barely hid the hoard when the Lord rewarded our foul deeds with fire and steel. The others are dead and I hang by a thread. Should anyone find the map, I pray the fortune it brings goes some way to make amends.''
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====Malin Head====
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|-|Ciara's Thoughts on the Giant Causeway=
''Do legends grow larger over time?<br>Stretched like yarn across the years?<br>Take this Finn-formed bridge before me:<br>Did it truly span the sea,<br>And support the son of Cumhaill<br>When he faced the beast<br>Benadonner?''
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==Jötunheimr==
===Útgarðar===
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|-|New Tenant's Journal=
''So long I've waited, so long. Ever since I found where Gengnur hid his prize. Gengnur, the legend of the fighting pits who won the great tournament all those years ago, only to die of his wounds days later. No one ever found out what he did with his winnings. No one but me.<br><br>But if I'd have gone in there with a pickaxe, they'd all want a piece. So I bided my time till the old one died. Seven years I waited, till the earth took him and I could claim his house.<br><br>Soon I'll begin the digging. When the night is dark and the moon is cloaked by clouds. Won't be long.<br><br>Good things come to those who wait.''
|-|Thief's Last Hope=
''They are coming for me. I took it, and now they're coming. Didn't think they'd miss it. They had plenty.<br><br>I've been running for so long. I'm so tired of running. Can't run anymore.<br><br>Maybe I can talk to them. Maybe they'll listen to reason.
|-|Thrall's Plot=
''So I'm Suttungr's favored thrall, am I? First among slaves, that's what I am. What a great honor to be my master's chief builder! To work in the snow and ice till my fingers blacken!<br><br>Well, privilege has its upsides. I got close to the master's treasures, and I filched a key too. Just waiting till the moment is right. When I break free of this yoke, when I make my way to Asgard, I'll need something to trade for my passage to paridise.
|-|Asvid's Observations – Entry 211=
''My experiments have been a disaster so far. But I shall not surrender myself to failure. The future of Jotunheim is in my hands. I need Ymir's blood to progress further. But how to get it?''
|-|Asvid's Observations – Entry 219=
''If I succeed in my task, this barren land might grow crops in abundance. No more children need starve, no more raiders go to war for things we lack. Think of it!<br>Jotunheim in bloom!''
|-|Asvid's Observations – Entry 345=
''Finally! The experiment is a success. It was Ymir's blood I needed all along. But that is a rare resource and too valuable to spread about. How can I replicate this with simpler reagents?''
|-|Asvid's Observations – Entry 401=
''Those drops of Ymir's blood were not mine to take, and those who owned it are hunting for me. I knew this day would come, but it has come sooner than I thought. I had hoped ... I had hoped I could show them.<br><br>They will not find this tower. I will leave and lead them away. Please, whoever finds this, use what blood remains. Continue my research. Bring flower to our land.''
|-|Asvid's Observations – Entry 1671=
''After all my labors, I have done it! If only I had been more patient, seen more clearly! Being forced to work without Ymir's blood was like throwing away a crutch. With my own feet, I have found the path and brought life to the land again!<br><br>But my time is drawing near. I sought to put all the realm to bloom, but these many years of hiding, fleeing from those I stole the blood from, have taken their toll. I will rest here and return to the earth to become part of my creation.<br><br>This small part of Jotunheim will be forever mine. I am satisfied with that.''
|-|The Creation (I)=
''Before there was earth or sky, ther was the Ginnungagap. Muspelheim lay to one side, the realm of fire. Niflheim lay to the other, land of eternal ice. In between, only silence and the dark.''
|-|The Creation (II)=
''At last, frost and fire met, and in the hissing scalding mist, Ymir was born, father of the Jotnar. He was as vast as creation, and from the sweat of his armpits, giants were born.''
|-|The Creation (III)=
''At last the cow Audhumla was revealed from beneath the ice. Ymir fed from her udders as she fed from the salt of the frozen realm. As she licked, the ice melted, and Buri emerged: the first of the cursed Aesir.''
|-|The Creation (IV)=
''Buri begat Bor, and Bor married Bestla of the Jotnar, and they had three children, named Odin, Vili, and Ve. These foul murderers turned on their progenitor and slew Ymir in his sleep, and began thereafter to rend him to pieces.''
|-|The Creation (V)=
''From Ymir's blood came the oceans. His skin and muscles became soil, and his hair the plants that grew there. The clouds are his brains, the sky his skull, held aloft by four dwarves.''
|-|The Creation (VI)=
''The Aesir, being vain and desirous of inferiors to worship them, created the first humans, Ask and Embla, from two trees. Afraid of the wrath of the Jotnar, they build a fence aound Midgard to keep us out, and left them there to thrive, penned like chickens with the foxes at bay.''
|-|Inventory=
''100 bores<br><br>300 cask Ale.<br><br>20 Deere<br><br>3 Bares<br><br>40 Oxn<br><br>1 Lettis (for helthy)<br><br>Enuf for feest???''
|-|Carving of Four Towers=
''First were the four towers of iron to capture and disperse the sun.''
|-|Carving of Linked Rings=
''Second were the silver rings fashioned by Idunn to encircle the Nine Realms.''
|-|Carving of Radiant Orbs=
''Third were Idunn's apples to amplify the hugr of all creatures.''
|-|Carving of a Triskele=
''Fourth was the seidr by which we spoke the first language of the Nine Realms.''
|-|Carving of a Warrior Facing Flames=
''Fifth was the armor we donned to guard our bodies against cosmic shocks.
|-|Carving of a Person Inside Yggdrasil=
''Sixth were the vessels into which we sent our hugr.''
|-|Warning to the Troops=
''Listen up, vermin! I see you slacking off, slow to your posts, gabbing with your fellow snotrags instead of watching out! You think the Aesir are going to be content to lick their wounds after the bruising they just got? Wrong! Those moist little milquetoasts can't wait to stick a knife up your arse, and unless you shape up, they'll be all over this camp like the boils on your mother's face.<br><br>Anyone else I see pissing about on watch gets a kicking they won't forget.''
|-|Blacksmith's Complaint=
''Been working like some mangy thrall for longer than I can say, forging iron for our "great assault." Then when those hob-footed clods get themselves slaughtered by the Aesir they blame it on my armor! Well, I've done my part. Sharpen your own swords, boys. I've a skinful of mead to drink and a dozen after that.''
|-|Note from the Captain=
''All right, maggots! You think because you can swing an axe, that makes you a warrior? You think training with dummies makes you fit to face down a horde of Aesir? To me, you're still a squirming pile of mewling, milk-livered, wobble-arsed little boys fit only to blunt the spears of the enemy with your bodies.<br><br>Anyone want to prove otherwise, come face me at the top of the keep. Beat me and I'll consider your training done.''
|-|Torn and Crumpled Letter=
''My strong brother in arms,<br><br>This is our time. The moment we have waited for. The one they call the Builder is ready. I have gathered our greatest warriors for the invasion. Strike at Asgard and strike true, and the walls will fall before us.<br><br>I know you do not trust me. You think I have lived among them too long. But my heart has always lain in Jotunheim.<br><br>Your friend,<br><br>(the rest of the letter has been torn off)''
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==Norway==
===Rygjafylke===
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|-|Letter to the Finder=
''I am gone and will not be back. That stain of a shipyard has spoiled my family's fishing routes, and now these warriors chase down our game like dogs. Every time they ask, "Do you support Kjotve or Styrbjorn?" I don't give a shit about one or the other. Varin is dead. I am going to join the hunt. I have too much to take with me. You can have whatever you find.''
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====Deserted Chalet====
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|-|Ornir's Journal – Einn=
''King Harald is no lover of poetry! He desires only the puffed upper praised from lesser, mead-soaked skalds! He can banish me from his house, but he will not silence my saga of King Harald the Unfair—one that will be sung long after his bone feeds the earth. But first, we must hunt, Ymir and I, and at night when our bellies are full, the poetry will flow like mead.''
|-|Ornir's Journal – Tvier=
''Food is low. It will take more than honeyed words to lure meat into my pot, and I've yet to master the hunt. Ymir has been bred to this task but has had no better luck. Or he sneaks out while I sleep to sate his appetite in secret. Has he turned on me too? Do the gods toy with me? Like an overfed cat, worrying a rat?''
|-|Ornir's Journal – Thrir=
''The wolves that took Ymir have come for me. The lice-ridden curs got past my traps and I hear them at the door. I cannot remember when I last ate, but the blood-rage gives me strength, and soon I will drink theirs. I will take as many of the beasts down with me and ride to Valhalla on their howls of despair.''
|-|Ornir's Journal – Fjorir=
''Ymir was out at night, but not to feed. Defending us against the darkness as I slept. I buried his remains in the moonlight while his killers howled their dire death-song. The intrigues of Harald's court are a fading memory. Ymir was a good dog and a loyal companion. I am alone, but rage burns with a cold heart.''
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====Fannaraki Summit====
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|-|Scribbled Words from Ragnvald the Wandering Skald=
''The old gods are dead,<br>Our gods will die too.<br>After the last death song is sung.<br>Ymir's bones still reach to the sky.''
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====Fornburg====
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|-|Letter to Randvi=
''Sister -<br><br>No woman can live without a man and call herself married. You have honored the family with this union but live without reward or comfort.<br><br>If your husband seeks his happiness at sea, look to your own at home. If your days are long and cold, you can find some other willing man—or woman—to warm your bed.<br><br>-Thora''
|-|Letter from Guthorm the Wise=
''King Styrbjorn -<br><br>My nephew and I agree Raven Clan's reputation alone is enough to support your claim. If Norway is to grow and thrive, old grievances must be buried. I have some ideas to share on that, and you are always welcome at my hall.<br><br>-Guthorm''
|-|Holger's Alsaga=
''For nine long nights and pain-filled days,<br><br>the All-Father hung from the tree.<br><br>In the end, pierced by a spear,<br><br>he became his own first sacrifice.''
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====Stavanger====
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|-|Hoard Orders=
''Do not hide hoard in just one house.<br>Remember last summer.<br>Kjotve will settle any losses with blood.<br><br>–Rikiwulf''
|-|Annoyed Neighbor's Note=
''I cannot sleep because of the digging below us. Like rats gnawing at my peace of mind. What do the expect to find down there? They'll feel the sharp end of my axe if it goes on much longer.''
|-|Simple Offer, fyrstyr=
''Sneafrid Halvardottir -<br><br>I am writing for my brother who cannot.<br><br>He would take you as his wife but does not know the words. He asked me to ask you.<br><br>He will make a good husband. He is strong and will own father's farm when the old man is dead. He has also gone on a few raids and has some silver put aside.<br><br>Send me an answer, and I will tell him what it is.<br><br>-Atle Grjotgardson, brother to Thord Grjotgardson''
|-|Simple Offer, thridi=
''Sneafrid Halvardottir -<br><br>I am glad to hear it. You are too good for Thord, and I burned with envy when he told me his plan. I will plough your field and do any othe work that needs doing.<br><br><br><br>Come with me to Greenland where my brother cannot bother us. Leave your answer at Torghatten Rock so he does not learn our plan.<br><br>-Atle Grjotgardson, brother to Thord Grjotgardson''
|-|Unfinished Letter=
''Your Grace,<br><br>Once again, let me express my thanks for the faith you have shown in me. After many grueling, humiliating months, I rejoice to inform you that my labors have borne fruit.<br><br>It has taken the patience of a saint to endure the many, many ignominies in order to gain the heathens' trust. What sustained me through the burning shame was the thought that I would [sic] instrumental in the downfall of these filty barbarians. Now more than ever, I believe that an understanding of their pagan rites will be key to their eradication.<br><br>This night, they will bring me to their sacred site and show me the ritual of the "blood eagle," which I will describe in detail upon my return.''
</tabber>

===Hordafylke===
====Helskip====
<tabber>
|-|Note on Wet Paper=
''They all blame me, but what could we do? Stay out there and get smashed against the rocks? We may be trapped but we live.<br><br>They watch me. Looking for hope even as their hate burns hot in this damp prison.<br><br>It is too hard to see in these storm-stirred waters.''
</tabber>

====Ulriken Peak====
<tabber>
|-|Scribbled Words from Ragnvald the Wandering Skald=
''Was Ymir the only of his kind? Were there other Great Giants before? And if there were, did they give birth to the world like our own? Other realms with other men? Other gods?''
</tabber>

==Vinland==
<tabber>
|-|Bloody Diary=
''So ends the adventure of Eirik the Bold.<br><br>Fled my post, now lost in these endless woods.<br><br>Tumbled off a cliff. Broke me leg.<br><br>Night comes and the wolves howl. Won't be long.<br><br>Whoever finds this, I beg thee, bear my corpse back to Nyhofn in the east, just along the coast.<br><br>I only want--''
</tabber>

===Brúhamarr Outpost===
<tabber>
|-|Torn Note=
''Listen, rats and dogs. Gorm ventured deeper into the woods.<br><br>If you spot anything strange, alert your captain.<br><br>Any slacking in duty will result in death.<br><br>-Nori''
|-|Bloodstained Note=
''We have found a more promising dig site, deeper inland.<br><br>It is to the northwest.<br><br>We are headed there now.<br><br>-Gorm''
</tabber>

===Hvallgrof Outpost===
<tabber>
|-|Crumpled Note=
''The glass ball does nothing in this cave.<br><br>I must travel further north to the next site.<br><br>Too much time wasted digging these damn holes.<br><br>-Gorm''
</tabber>

===Nyhofn===
<tabber>
|-|Stained Note=
''Elspeth says there's not enough bread for the sick. What must we do, eat dirt? Freyja, take me home.''
|-|Ripped Letter=
''Sister,<br><br>Wish you were here, because I am in big trouble.<br><br>Gorm found out about my trading venture, and now he wants to nail my head to a post.<br><br>I need to get out.''
</tabber>

===Steinnhus Camp===
<tabber>
|-|Muddy Note=
''Heading to other camp.<br><br>Remember the code.<br><br>Steinnhus, Brúhamarr, Hvallgrof, and Narfljot.<br><br>-Gorm''
</tabber>

===Vithrloekr===
<tabber>
|-|Torn Bloody Note=
''Lord Gorm, your idea of training "war-bears" has met a few setbacks, but we will keep at it.''
</tabber>

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