Notes from Eivor's travels

This page will be designed to be like Egyptian Notes, for notes found in AC: Valhalla that aren't tied to any specific memory but are in the game and often contain relevant information.

I have no idea how to name this though as they're not all in England (like Egyptian). I was thinking more along the lines of Floating conversations instead, Floating notes, but i'm not sure if that's correct either.

Some notes may turn out to be related to a mission so we can move those to the correct pages when needed.

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Throughout her travels across the 9th century England, Norway and Vinland and through dreams in Asgard and Jötunheimr, Viking shieldmaiden Eivor Varinsdottir 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.

England

Ravensthorpe

Seer's Hut

Valka's Notes on Eivor's JourneyScattered Ingredients from Valka

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.

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.

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.

Juniper Berries

Gills of a perch

Talons of a white pidgeon

Red clay

Stable and aviary

Tall and Proud, a poem by RowanRowan's first-week observations

Is there a better companion

A more loyal friend?

Four legs and all heart

That beats 'til the end.

Whether plowing a field

Or crossing great lands,

Their manes flow so freely,

Their dignity stands.

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.

Alvis & Holger's House

A Half-Finished FlytNote to an Unknown Flyter'Twas Not I: A Poem by HolgerSecret Flyting Notes

Let me warn you, dear flyter

I'm more than I seem

A wordsmith's worst nightmare

Make bad poets scream (?)

Try ... Though I look like a dream (?)

Or ... But look like a dream (?)

Steam
Deem
Gleam

Your flyting has much improved since last we dueled, but I wish to give a small note. You use many lines akin to this:

"And this fight I will win"

"And your face I do scorn"

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 desparate, and a flyter must NEVER SOUND DESPERATE. The words must flow as water, and not like water your words must flow.

How could I be I?

I who seeks beauty as a value above all!

It is a crime to live? I say to live is to paint!

And to borrow a token that bothers no one?

Injstice, I say! And I am colored as foul!

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

Gunnar - A missshapen old fool stuck bent over his forge // Just to look on that face always raises my gorge // (a bit weak?)

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.

Holger - Too easy.

Museum

Letter from Octavian's Very Real Lover

To my sweet-scented little hyssop,

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!

Julia

(the handwriting is very similar to Octavian's.)