King Killer

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King Killer 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 Ivarr the Boneless set out to attack Caustow Castle and murder King Rhodri the Great.

Dialogue

Eivor and Ivarr made their way out of the camp.

• Ivarr: You men, mount up and follow me! There's work to be done!

Eivor and Ivarr mounted their horses, heading to Caustow Castle.

• Ivarr: I should have seen this coming. I should have known he would come for the weakest of us.
• Eivor: You opened a bloody wound when you killed Rhodri's brother.
• Ivarr: Anything worth doing must be paid for in blood.
• Eivor: In Quatford, you told me Rhodri gave you that scar on your face. Is it a story worth telling?
• Ivarr: If not worth telling, it is worth remembering. Years ago, I was headed back from the Western Isle, ah, they have got fighters there! I had taken a bit of a beating, putting me in a surly mood. I wanted blood and silver, nothing more. So me and my drengr, sailing across the coast of Cymru, see a nice spot for landing, covered in mist. We drag our ships ashore, and just then a cry came from atop a hillock. The troll-cursed Britons. The fog clears a bit, and there they are, all lined up. The biggest one calls out, "I am Rhodri, king of this land." "That means shit to me," I scream back. I give my boys a nod, and we raise up our axes and charge before they take a breath. We have the numbers. But the Britons are clever. It's marshland. The bog catches our boots, sucks us to a standstill. One by one, Rhodri cuts us to bits. He gets to me, lays his blade at my cheek and gives me this nick. "Leave this land, and give your people fair warning," he says. "Tell them King Rhodri gave you that cut." "Hen shit," I say. Rhodri laughs and lets me go.
• Eivor: Quite a story, Ivarr. Son of Ragnar, killer of kings, conqueror of England and the Western Isle. You have lived a saga worth ten.
• Ivarr: That I have.

Everyone stopped their horses outside of Caustow Castle.

• Ivarr: That sweat-sopped slug is just beyond those walls. "May only be defeated by a dragon," my itching ass. He'll meet one, alright.
• Eivor: Send a message to your men. We can build a camp here and lay plans for a surprise attack.

Some time passed and a camp was built.

• Eivor: Ivarr's men waste no time. They're eager to pay out revenge.

If Eivor saved the prisoners, she can speak to each of them.

• Eadric: There's my liberator! I'll do you proud, I will.
• Baeldaeg: I been waiting to get back at thrse Britons ever since you broke me from that cage, Dane. The time is nigh.
• Orlaf: Eivor! I'm ready to get back at them Britons. You'll not see me lagging behind, doin' nothing but looting corpses. Not this time!

Eivor spoke to Ivarr, outside of his tent, where he had just completed tattooing a dragon on his face.

• Ivarr: I am ready.
• Eivor: What in the name of Loki have you done?
• Ivarr: Called in a dragon to help me slay Rhodri. Now what say you, Wolf-Kissed? Are you ready for war?

Start the assault.Not yet.

• Eivor: Rally the men, Ivarr. Let's have at it.
• Ivarr: It is a good day to die.
• Eivor: The gate looks to be well defended.
• Ivarr: My men are loading a cart with cauldrons of oil. We will blast right through that fucking gate.

• Eivor: We're not ready yet. Patience, my friend.
• Ivarr: Bah!

After preparing, Eivor spoke to Ivarr again.

• Ivarr: Ready to take this miserable castle? The dragon is hungry for Briton blood.

• Ivarr: Ready to take this miserable castle? The dragon is hungry for Briton blood.

Eivor, Ivarr, and the rest of their army prepared for the fight. Eivor and Ivarr walked up the the gate of the Castle.

• Ivarr: Rhodri! Show yourself!

Rhodri appears on the battlments.

• King Rhodri: I am here, Boneless Ragnarsson. How is it you come in force when our peace has been concluded?
• Ivarr: Do not mock us, whoreson. You splattered blood on our peace with the butchery of young Ceolbert!
• King Rhodri: Speak what nonsense you please, Dane. If you mean war, our defences are sure.
• Ivarr: Gaze upon my face, King of Crow-food, and meet the dragon that will devour you!
• King Rhodri: I see a spent old man, playing at serpents.
• Eivor: Enough talking, Ivarr.

Eivor walked away with Ivarr, you guestured angrily.

• Ivarr: Bring the oil carts and set the fires! When I am done with Rhodri, I will tear the fat from his shanks and use it to fry our bread.

The Battle of Caustow Castle began.

• Ivarr: Get the cart, boys. We'll light it up in front of the gate.

Eivor could help pushing the cart to the gate.

• Eivor: Get the wagon to the gate!"
• Ivarr: They've sent soldiers to stop our cart! I will wash the castle walls with Rhodri's blood.
• Eadric: Come on, lads! Roll it to the gate.
• Ivarr: Knock! Knock! Send 'em to the everlasting bonfire!
• Baeldaeg: Closer! Closer to the bloody gate!

The oil cart reached the gate.

• Ivarr: Now, Eivor! Set it ablaze!
• Eivor: Get back! I'll light it up.

Eivor threw a torch into the oil cart and ran. The gate was blown to pieces.

• Orlaf: Great John the Baptist, it worked!
• Ivarr: Storm the castle. Give no quarter.

The army charged in to the first courtyard.

* Ivarr: Springalds! Keep your head down. Find cover. Push the mangy dogs back!

They reached another gate. Eivor picked up explosive barrels and blew up the gate.

• Eivor: That was clever.
• Eadric: Eivor opened the bleedin' gate!

The army charged their way forward into the next courtyard.

• Briton Warrior: Holy Saint Gelert! Danes!

Everyone fought their way to a upright drawbridge. Eivor shot the links and lowered the drawbridge.

• Eadric: Over the drawbridge, boys!
• Orlad: Drawbridge be damned!
• Eivor: The keep! It's through there.

Eivor fought three Briton soldiers guarding the door to the keep.

• 'Briton Warrior: Protect the king!

Eivor killed the guards.

• Ivarr:' Rhodri! Your dragon has arrived! He is hiding behind that door. Remember, he is mine.
• Eivor: Bash it down.

Eivor and Ivarr forced the door open. Rhodri was sitting at a table in the throne room. When the door opened, he turned in his seat.

• King Rhodri: Ivarr the Boneless. You make a pitiful dragon.

As Rhodri drank from his flagon, Ivarr threw an axe, knocking the cup out of his hand. Rhodri stood up and pulled his sword. Ivarr picked up a stool as Rhodri swung his sword. Ivarr swung and missed but jabbed Ivarr in the chest with the legs of the stool. Ivarr then used the stool as a vault to kick Rhodri in the face. He then picked up the stool and threw it at Rhodri, knocking the sword out of his hand. Ivarr went to punch Rhodri, before being kicked by him. Ivarr launched himself at Rhodri. They stuggled against one another until Rhodri headbutted him and thew him onto the bench, where he punched Ivarr in the face, picked up a flagon and one again hit him with it, the alcohol spilling over him. Rhodri then knocked a candle holder over onto Ivarr, lighting him on fire. Ivarr screamed as he was engulfed. Eivor looked on. Rhodri's mad grin fell as Ivarr, stood up, on fire, laughing. Ivarr roared. Rhodri began to back away. Ivarr grabbed the candle holder, candle first, and hit Rhodri first in the chest, then in the eye. Rhodri screamed, holding his eye. Ivarr grabbed him and threw his head into the arm of a nearby chair, knocking him out. Ivarr walked away.

• Ivarr: Ahhh...Bastard kicked me in the liver. I need some fresh air.

The fire almost completely out, Eivor patted the last of the flames away as Ivarr laughed.

• Eivor: Ya.

Eivor glanced at Rhodri and followed Ivarr, the assault completed as day broke. Ivarr and Eivor stood outsicde the keep.

• Ivarr: I've felled the rotting old oak.
• Eivor: He's not dead.
• Ivarr: No. I have something else planned. Spectacle, remember?

Let him go.He is dying.Finish him quickly.

• Eivor: You have won, Ivarr. and if you will not kill him now, then let him go. Humilioation will chase him to the end of his days.'

• Eivor: The man is dying. Come away, let the Nornir spin his fate.

• Eivor: He is nothing now but a sad sack of flesh. Kill him and be done with it.

• Ivarr: O, no, this will be good. I have some specifics in mind. A place and a method. Come!

I'll go with you.I'm not ready to go.

• Eivor: All right. Let's get this over with.

• Eivor: Not just now. I will return when I'm ready.
• Ivarr: So be it. We will be waiting, right Rhodri, old friend?

Rhodri lay on the floor.

• King Rhodri: (gasp of pain)

When Eivor was ready, she talked to Ivar again.

• Ivarr: There you are. Let us take King Rhodri to a spot he will fine...breathtaking?

• Ivarr: Load this lump of lard onto your horse and we will go. Take care he stays alive.

Eivor went to pick Rhodri off the floor.

• Ivarr: Eivor! Do not forget that load of rotten flesh called Rhodri.

Eivor picked Rhodri up and carried him to a horse.

• Eivor: Where are we going?
• Ivarr: An overlook I found while scouting. A view, one fit for a dying king.
• Eivor: There's no need for spectacle, Ivarr. Let the man die.
• Ivarr: No, no, no. He must die with style.

Eivor place Rhodri on a horse and mounted it. While Ivarr mounted his own horse.

• King Rhodri: (dying moan)

Ivarr laughed.

• Ivarr: How are you doing, dear king? Stay with us. You must not miss what is coming.

Eivor and Ivarr made their way out of the castle, Eivor following Ivarr.

• Ivarr: I killed King Aella, King Osberht, King Edmund. And now King Rhodri. Who else can claim such a string of victories?
• King Rhodri: Just...finish me.
• Eivor: It is not my place to interfere in this feud.

Eivor and Ivarr continued on a path up the mountain.

• Ivarr: Valhalla must look such a sight.

Eivor and Ivarr passed Stiperstanas.

• Ivarr: Does he breathe still?
• Eivor: Barely.
• Ivarr: Rhodri! Are you listening? For years I wore this scar with shame. Nicked by a Briton, and left alive! I tried to cover it with a beard, a cloak. But as your fame grew, I began to beam with pride. A king gave me this mark! What say you to this, Rhodri? Huh? Speak up, you old bag of sweat and grease.

They reached their Manstone Rock and Ivarr dismounted and started up the hill.

• Ivarr: Here we are. Bring him close.

Eivor picked Rhodri off the horse and laid him at Ivarr's feet. Ivarr looked around.

• Ivarr: Haul him up there. To the top. And keep him breathing.

Ivarr pointed up to the peak of the mountain.

• Eivor: Finish this quicky, Ivarr.

After a short time, Eivor and Ivarr stood near the top of the mountain near a sheer rock face. Rhodri naked from the waist up, lying head and shoulders on a round rock.

• Ivarr: See here? A hungry blade!

Ivarr kneeled next to Rhodri with a knife in his hand.

• Ivarr: Now comes the dragon, to feed on his favorite meal...the blood eagle!
• Eivor: Ivarr, is this --
• Ivarr: The birth of a blood eagle is a sight to behold, my friend. First, I slice the length of your spine.

Ivarr began his blood eagle process.

• King Rhodri: Aaaah!

Eivor looked on solemnly. The world around Eivor faded as Odin beside her. Ivarr kept slicing.

• Odin: That is a Norseman. The true essence of old heroes.
• Eivor: The blood eagle has no true meaning for Ivarr. He is doing it simply to take pleasure in suffering.
• Ivarr: Now to pull back the flesh.
• Odin: The method will always outlive the meaning. Few in time will care why this man died. But the how, that is a song for the ages.
• King Rhodri: (scream)
• Ivarr: (working grunt)

Odin and Eivor watched.

• Odin: The fog between good and evil grows thick over time. But glory never fades.
• Eivor: There is nothing glorious here.
• Odin: Life is not pretty. It is a bloody fight.

Odin walked away as the world faded back.

• Ivarr: Out come the lungs. And we spread them like wings...!
• King Rhodri: (scream)

Soon, Rhodri was placed on display, the blood eagle.

• Ivarr: All of Mercia can see him now.

Eivor turned away from the sight.

• Eivor: I've seen enough.
• Ivarr: We are not finished, Eivor. This sage we have written together, it needs an ending. Here and now.

Eivor turned back to Ivarr.

• Eivor: It is ended, Ivarr. I am done with this place.
• Ivarr: A fight to the death, you and me! If I win, I am the greatest vikingr who ever lived. If I lose, what a tale you have to tell.
• Eivor: You are battle-drunk, Ivarr. Goodbye.

Eivor turned to walk away.

• Ivarr: Poor Ceolbert. He barely said a word.

Ivarr pulled out the Briton blade and Eivor stopped in her tracks.

• Eivor: When?
• Ivarr: I pushed that dragon dagger into his heart.

Eivor turned to Ivarr.

• Eivor: No.
• Ivarr: Just a soft little squeal. Then nothing.

Eivor started toward Ivarr angrily.

• Eivor: You sick fucking bacraut (asshole)!
• Ivarr: The things a man must do. The trials one must face, the friends you must betray. To achieve one's destiny. And become King Killer forever more.

Eivor got in Ivarr's face.

• Eivor: Traitor! Ceolbert was--
• Ivarr: Like a son to me! Yes, yes! So fight me, Wolf-Kissed! To a glorious death!

Eivor grabbed her weapons.

• Ivarr: This is the life, Eivor! To fight high above the world. Valhalla awaits!

Eivor and Ivarr fought.

• Eivor: You were too reckless, Ivarr. A storm of mindless chaos.
• Ivarr: Mindless?

As they continued to fight, Eivor could fall and Ivarr could drop her off a cliff, landing on her with his knees.

• Ivarr: O, if Ubba could see me now, he would rage with disappointment!

When Ivarr was throwing axes, he could yell,

• Ivarr Bleed! Like Ceolbert.

Ivarr could also pretend to be stunned, only to couter-attack when Eivor tried to attack him.

• Ivarr: You're not so smart.

Eivor and Ivarr continued to fight.

• Ivarr: Do you remember your first kill? Mine was a boyhood friend. He squealed like a piglet. Like Ceolbert.

If Eivor fell again, Ivarr could again throw her from a cliff, to the bottom of the mountain, dropping onto her with his knees.

• Ivarr: Like the old days, yes? When iron bit into flesh like teeth into bread.

They contnued to fight.

• Ivarr: Come on, Eivor.

After enough damage was dealt, Ivarr would stop and sit on the ground.

• Ivarr: Hold a moment, Eivor...let me ask you something...

Eivor spoke to Ivarr.

• Eivor: Speak, then. Or I take your tongue.
• Ivarr: Will you see your father in Valhalla, Wolf-Kissed? Or is the coward in Helheim, weeping tears of ice?

My father is where he belongs.Do not speak of my father.You cannot goad me into anger.

Before Eivor can reply, Ivarr surprise attacks her. Eivor can either dodge or not.

• Ivarr: Gulled again!

Eivor continued to wear Ivarr down.

• Ivarr: So close to death. So cold is my heart! Where are the winged maidens?

Eivor finally defeated Ivarr. He fell to the ground, axe marely out of reach.

• Ivarr: My long road ends. The Valkyries approach.' My axe, Eivor. Hand me my weapon.

Eivor stood next to Ivarr's axe.

(Send Ivarr to Valhalla)(Deny Ivarr Valhalla)

• Eivor: Odin may have use for you. But this is more than you deserve.

Eivor picks up Ivarr's axe and lays it on his chest.

• Ivarr: Ah...
• Eivor: Do not shame him.
• Ivarr: I hear...I hear their wings...

Ivarr dies.

Eivor looks at the axe on the ground. Ivarr reaches for it.

• Ivarr: Eivor! Give it here...!

Eivor places her foot on the axe.

• Eivor: To Helheim with you.

Eivor kicks the axe out of the reach of Ivarr.

• Ivarr: Eivor...

Ivarr dies.

• Eivor: (sigh)

Eivor looks off into the distance. Back at Caustow Castle, Eivor lays Ivarr's body outside the casltle's bridge, where warriors are standing.

• Eivor: Carry the body to Quatford. We will say our goodbyes there. And send a message to Ubba. Tell him...his brother is dead.

The soldiers noded and look down at the body. Eivor made her way to Quatford. Finding Deorlaf in the longhouse, talking to Ubba. As Eivor apprached, Deorlaf stood.

• Bishop Deorlaf: Eivor, hello. Another dark day clouds our victory.
• Eivor: Bishop, Ubba.
• Ubba: Dead at the hands of a Briton. I cannon imagine the shame my brother felt in his final hour. Were it not for this peace...
• Eivor: I killed him.
• Ubba: You?
• Eivor: After peace was made, Ivarr murdered Ceolbert and pinned the crime on Rhodri. To get another swing at him.
• Ubba: How do you come to know this?
• Eivor: He told me himself.
• Ubba I am always one who desires the truth, Eivor, but this...this is a hard thing to hear. Did he die well?

Ivarr died well.Ivarr died badly.He wanted death.

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• Eivor: He died defending a greivous lie. I cannot say that is dying well.
• Ubba: Ivarr...I spent my whole life repairingthe damage he inflicted. Still, he was my brother.

• Eivor:' Death at my hand was his final aim. He wanted the glory of a bloody end.
• Ubba: And end you did not deny him.

• Ubba: With Ivarr gone, peace and quiet are now possible. That is something. I will console myself with the thought that we will meet again in Valhalla, axe in hand.

If Ivarr was sent to Valhalla.If Ivarr was denied Valhalla.

• Eivor: You will.

Eivor shrugged slightly.

• Ubba: For good or ill, he lived life by his own rules. What man can say better?
• Eivor: He lived his life at cross-purposes. I often found him strange and his actions puzzling. But not all men are meant to be understood.
• Ubba: He needs a proper farewell. I will prepare a ship. For his funeral pyre.
• Eivor: Bishop, send word to Lady Angharad. Say that her husband died by treachery. And that Ivarr has paid the price for it.
• Bishop Deorlaf: As soon as I am able.
• Eivor: Have you heard from King Ceowulf? I cannot imagine his grief.
• Dishop Deorlaf: He is felled by it. Still, he makes plans for this shire. I am to be ealdorman here. Therefore, Sciropescire declares herself your friend and ally, and will remain so for the length of my days.
• Eivor:' I am grateful, bishop.
• Bishop Deorlaf: God go with you, Eivor. Wherever you may lead.

Eivor walked away with Ubba. Ubba and Eivor pushed the boat with Ivarr's body into the river. Eivor lit a arrowhead on fire and handed it to Ubba. Ubba nocked the arrow in his bow. He drew and shot the arrow into the hay, lighting the boat on fire.

• Ubba: To you, my brother. May your time in Valhalla be bright and glorious.
• Eivor: Raw bringer of battle-song, the boneless one sails into a singing-glory on a flaming water-steed.
• Ubba: Wind across the water, the battle maidens beat their wings to carry a king to Odin's hall of corpses.

After the funeral, Eivor stood on the shore.

• Eivor: Ivarr gone. Sciropscire an ally. I should confer with Randvi.

Outcome

Caustow Castle was succesfully sieged and King Rhodri was tortured and killed. Eivor learned Ivarr was the killer of Ceolbert and killed him in battle.

References

• Assassin's Creed: Valhalla