War Weary

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War Weary was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan in 2020 through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.

Description

Eivor met with Ceolbert and Ivarr the Boneless to oversee the peace talks between them and King Rhodri the Great.

Dialogue

Eivor went to speak to Randvi at the alliance map about her next pledge

• Eivor: So Ceolbert has traveled to Sciropescire.
• Randvi: He has, into a difficult situation. The Shire has been mired in a long war with Rhodri, King of the Britons. Ceolbert hopes to negotiate a peace with the Britons of the west. A difficult task for one so green.
• Eivor: I hope your tutelage has prepared him well,
• Randvi: Indeed. But I think it best if you supervise these talks. If Ceolbert can make this work, we will gain a valuable alliance.

Eivor pledged herself to Sciropescire.

• Eivor: I'll make my way to Sciropescire.
• Randvi: I am relieved. He and Ivarr should be in Quatford just now. You will find it along the Afon Hafren River.
• Eivor: If Ivarr is with him, I will certainly be needed.

Upon arriving in Quatford and approaching the longhouse, Evior overheard a conversation.

• Anglo-Saxon Man : We've had nothing for days.
• Anglo-Saxon Woman: Nettle and turnips. It's all I could find.
• Anglo-Saxon Child: Smells good, that.
• Anglo-Saxon Woman: There you go, young man.
• Anglo-Saxon Man: Curse this war. Say your thanks, Bertwic.
• Anglo-Saxon Child: Thank you, ma'am.

Eivor entered the longhouse and saw Coelburt and Ivarr sparring.

• Ivar: Come on, boy...ha!
• Ceolbert: Aaah, oof.
• Ivarr: You wouldnt stop a lamb. Come on.
• Ceolbert: I hurt my shoulder.
• Ivarr: Shake it off.
• Ceolbert: Ha!
• Ivarr: Don't hold back. Follow through!
• Ceolbert: Aaaah!
• Ivarr: And...
• Ceolbert: Oof!
• Ivarr: To your feet. Up! You keep moving as long as your body will follow. Whoop!

Eivor apprached the two. Ivarr picked up Ceolbert from behind and threw him to the ground.

• Ivarr: Ah ah! Not half bad, boy. But be fierce. Dirty. Strike at my balls!
• Eivor: Ivarr, are you training the boy or tormenting him?
• Ivarr: One will lead to the other in time.

Ceolbert dusted himself off.

• Ceolbert: Eivor, well met. You received my message, and just in time. Our negotiations with the Britons have not yet begun.
• Eivor: I will be at your side when they do. Is there anything I should know first?
• Ceolbert: The venerable King Rhodri is here. I am to deal with him directly.
• Ivarr: Rhodri is desperate for peace, ever since we captured his sniveling brother, Gwriad. Sounds like a man coughing up snot. Gwriad ap Merfyn!
• Ceolbert: Rhodri waits at the church nearby.
• Eivor: Who speaks for Sciropescire in these talks?
• Ceolbert: The last ealdorman was killed in battle. Bishop Deorlaf is standing in.
• Ivarr: Until we get this wet whelp installed! That is his father's wish.
• Ceolbert: I find the idea of leading a shire on my own quite...quite terrifying.

Ealdorman is a weighty title.Don't get ahead of yourself.Watch out for Ivarr.

• Eivor: It's a grave thing to be ealdorman in a time of war, Ceolbert.
• Ivarr: He will piss his pants first thing, that's for certain.

• Eivor: Don't fret until you have taken up the ealdorman's title. Too many things can go wrong between now and then.
• Coelbert: My father thinks me fit already, I shouldn't want to disappoint him.

• Eivor: Ivarr will toughen you up. But watch your back. He's a wily one.
• Ivarr: It is always the same with me, boy. When things get too quiet, I throw daggers.'
• Ceolbert: I'll be on my guard.

• Eivor: As future ealdorman, you should speak in the talks as well. But with humility. Rhodri is a king and will expect to be treated as one.
• Ivarr: Rhodri will want us to get down on our knees and sniff the rosy wind blowing from his ass. I know the man.
• Eivor: You've met him?
• Ivarr: Met him, fought him. He gave me this nick here.

Ivarr gestured to the scar along his face.

• Ivarr: He gave me this nick here. Maybe I can give him one back. Remind him some call me King Killer.
• Eivor: It may be you should stay behind, Ivarr. That's not a reipe for a good parlay.
• Ceoebert: I'd like you both to be there. To guide me, to judge my fitness.
• Eivor: Give us your word then. Your blade stays in it's sheath.
• Ivarr: Eivor, don't make me laugh. We both know what my word is worth. But sure, I will let you do the talking. Probably.
• Coelbert: Excellent. Now...to the church, I think. Our guests await.

Coelbert walked away as Ivarr gestured to Eivor to walk along. The three mounted horses and headed to the church.

• Coelbert: It's not far, just across the village. We've been at war with the Britons for coming on two years.
• Ivarr: The Britons had the best of it, 'til me and my berserkers plowed through their ranks and chased Rhodri's brother into a ditch.
• Coelbert: That's why Rhodri's talking peace now. It's thanks to Ivarr.
• Ivarr: I am going to enjoy seeing him squeal, the old oak. Not nearly as much as taking him down, though. That would seal my legacy.
• Eivor: Your legacy?
• Ivarr: As King Killer. They do not all get away like Burgred did, Wolf-Kissed.
• Eivor: Keep the peace, Ivarr.
• Ivarr: What has become of your preening brother?

Eivor sighed.

• Eivor: Ah, my brother. We parted. His road is unsure.
• Ivarr: You are better off leaving that sauntering pole in your wake.

They dismounted and approached the church.

• Coelbert: Our Bishop Deorlaf and King Rhodri are ensconced in the church ahead.
• Eivor: These houses of Christ. They're all so hard and cold.
• Coelbert: Yet within is warmth. The Christian God unites King Rhodri, Bishop Deorlaf, and myself. On His ground, peace will be made.
  

Eivor, Ceolbert and Ivarr entered the church, where King Rhodri, his wife, Angharad, Captain Ynyr Ap Cadfarch and Bishop Deorlaf were having a conversation.

• King Rhodri: Captain Ynyr! Explain to the good bishop our position.
• Ynyr Ap Cadfarch: Yes, my sovereign. Bishop Deorlaf. We are deaf to offers of peace until Gwriad is returned to us.

The three approached the group.

• Bishop Deorlaf: The king's brother is --

Ivarr barged into the group in the middle of conversation.

• Ivarr: The king's brother is a moldering sack of cow dung.
• King Rhodri: You. I know your face, your stench. Ivarr...the one they call Boneless. Did I not gift you that scar myself?
• Ivarr: Ah! You did, and I mean to gift you a gash, you reeking piss pot. In your fat fucking skull!

Eivor stepped in the middle.

• Eivor: Hold! both of you!

Rhodri should speak with Ceolbert.Ivarr is right to challenge you.We are here for peace.

• Eivor: My lord, this is Ceolbert, the future ealdorman of this shire and the son of Ceolwulf of Mercia.
• King Rhodri: This green stripling? Ealdorman? You couldn't piss without help, boy.

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• Eivor: Rhodri. You've wasted your men's lives in a fruitless war. Ivarr need not show respect to you.
• Angharad: This Dane is deluded! How dare you speak to my husband in this manner

• Eivor: Now is not the time for keeping grudges. We're here to smooth a path to peace.
• Ivarr: Peace, peace peace! Not with this bag of Briton slop.
• King Rhodri: On that we are agreed..

• Bishop Deorlaf: Now, now, calm everyone. Good faith is all I ask.
• King Rhodri: You know my demands. Until my brother Gwriad walks free, peace between us is impossible.
• Ivarr: He is lucky he can walk at all! Fell on his own blade fleeing from us!
• King Rhodri: I will soon help you fall on yours.
• Angharad: Husband. Keep your head. It is in our interest to find a way to peace. All of us.
• King Rhodri: First, my brother.
• Ivarr: First your head on a pike. then the runt goes free.

Rhodris started to reach for his weapon.

• Angharad: Husband! No!

She stepped between her husband and Ivarr.

• Bishop Deorlaf: Enough! This is a house of God! Let us take some few minutes to gather ourselves, shall we? Eivor, to me.

The bishop approached Eivor.

• Bishop Deorlaf: I do not know you well, but Ceolbert believes you a steady head. We need such a one.
• Eivor: It may be too late. I see the crows of war gathering.
• Bishop Deorlaf: I have a hefty sum of silver. Speak to the people here. If the silver will help one bring us toward peace, offer it to them.

Eivor first spoke to Coelbert.

• Ceolbert: These talks are stalled. I fear the upshot.
• Eivor: Do not fret. You will be ealdorman yet.

Eivor then spoke to King Rhodri.

• Eivor: King Rhodri.
• King Rhodri: What is it, Dane?
• Eivor: I wish to help you to peace.
• King Rhodri: I will not talk of peace until my brother Gwriad, is returned to me.
• Eivor: If you first agree to peace, he will be returned. Would a sum of silver help overleap this difficulty?
• King Rhodri: I cannont be purchased with looted silver, Dane. Stand away.

Outcome

Eivor, Ceolbert and Ivarr killed all Britons in Quatford.

References

• Assassin's Creed: Valhalla