- Eivor: Today my blade must do the work of Skuld's sharp scissors and cut short the cord of Kjotve's fate.
- Sigurd: Well said, my sharp-tongued warrior-skald. May we all live to hear that saga sung.
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A Cruel Destiny
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A Cruel Destiny was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description
Eivor and Sigurd confronted Kjotve the Cruel at his own stronghold.
Dialogue
Eivor traveled to Florli and met with Sigurd and Guthorm the Wise to plan a raid on Kjotve's camp.
- Sigurd: Eivor, you missed the opening act. Kjotve's forward camp melted like a spring thaw at our approach.
- Eivor: It is from here we launch our attack?
- Guthorm the Wise: We do indeed, and we are ready to fight. King Harald's forces are well in place. Only give the word.
- Sigurd: I will. But before we strike, I have a request.
- Guthorm the Wise: Name it.
- Sigurd: That Eivor may give challenge to Kjotve at the gates of his fortress. A battle to the death in single combat.
- Guthorm the Wise: Is...is this what you want?
- Eivor: Kjotve robbed my father of all honor and dignity. I will win it back.
- Sigurd: When honor is at stake, let none interfere. And if Kjotve should die before the battle begins, all the better for our chances.
The three approached the table.
- Eivor: I have waited years for this, but I will not risk losing it through rashness. We should wait until the time is right.
- Sigurd: We set sail when you are ready.
They leave the tower with Basim spotting Eivor.
- Basim: Eivor, a word.
- Eivor: Basim. Hytham. This feud is not yours, yet you fight it all the same. I find that strange.
- Basim: You find it strange because you are wrong.
- Basim: Our clan, the Hidden Ones, have been fighting with Kjotve's Order for centuries.
- Eivor: You came from Miklagard to kill Kjotve yourself?
- Basim: We did. Or rather, we came so that Hytham could kill him. My apprentice has been studying this target for many months
- Eivor: Is Kjotve's reputation so great outside Norway?
- Basim: Not his reputation alone., but the order to which he belongs
- Basim: Something of a rival clan to our own.
- Eivor: Hytham, I mean no disrespect to you or the Hidden Ones, but Kjotve is mine. My family's honor is at stake.
- Hytham: I understand. All that matters is that Kjotve dies this day.
- Basim: On that, we are agreed.
Eivor walked away to sail to Kjotve's fortress.
- Norse Warrior: KJOTVE! KJOTVE! KJOTVE! KJOTVE! KJOTVE! KJOTVE!
- Kjotve the Cruel: Sigurd Whoreson! You slink around my walls like a thief in the night! Face me here, now!
Eivor walked out of the crowd.
- Eivor: The fight is mine, Kjotve. Sigurd is only here to watch me feed your innards to my raven.
- Kjotve the Cruel: Look at this! Once again, Eivor Wolf-Kissed appears to take a swipe at me!
- Eivor: This ... this is my father's shame! Today I take back the honor he lost.
- Eivor: I call a holmgang (duel)! Here against the oath-breaker.
- Kjotve the Cruel: I will make you beg as your father begged, Wolf-Kissed! Squeal as your mother squealed!
Kjotve dug his axes into a post beside him and began to fight Eivor.
- Eivor: You destroyed my life. I will take yours.
- Kjotve the Cruel: You are weak like your father was weak.
Kjotve took his axes out of the post and begins fighting again.
- Eivor: My blade will drink your blood.
- Kjotve the Cruel: Your flesh will feed my wolves.
Kjotve grabbed Eivor and threw with her into a pit. Hytham lept forward and made an attempt to assassinate Kjotve but was unsuccessful. Kjotve dodged and threw him towards the wall.
- Eivor: Hytham!
- Hytham: Ah!
Kjotve resumed the duel.
- Kjotve the Cruel: A shameful trick, Wolf-kissed. You are your father's child.
Eivor managed to defeat and kill Kjotve in a duel.
- Odin: Rise, Eivor ...and awaken.
- Eivor: Odin?
- Eivor: What do you want of me?
- Kjotve the Cruel: You've won your prize, Wolf-Kissed. The glory of my death.
- Kjotve the Cruel: All for this...
- Kjotve the Cruel: ...your coward father and his empty sacrifice.
- Kjotve the Cruel: Heed the price of our war, Wolf-Kissed. The harvest of three dead generations. All their names, unknown. It all means nothing.
- Eivor: No. My clan will not be forgotten!
Eivor took a spear from Odin and slams it on the ground, a tree extending out of the ground and impaling Kjotve.
- Kjotve the Cruel: I fought as I did, as hard as I did, to survive. For I know what awaits us in the end.
- Kjotve the Cruel: Only darkness.
Kjotve's son stood at the fortress wall, taunting the Raven Clan.
- Gorm: Raven Clan! Your lives are forfeit! Come forward if you must, into the crucible of your doom!
- Eivor: Your father is dead, Gorm! His debt repaid! Open the gates and you will be spared!
- Gorm: Wallow in shit, Wolf-Kissed! Archers, take aim!
- Eivor: Ravens! Show no mercy!
- Gorm: Archers... Fire!
Eivor climbed up the wall to unlock the outer gate.
- Eivor: Forward to glory!
- Dag: Get those ladders up, you soft pricks!
- Sigurd: Get over that wall and take down that gate!
Eivor opened the outer gate and the Raven Clan start flooding in.
- Eivor: Odin is with us!
Eivor opened the Inner gate, letting in the rest of the clan.
- Eivor: Hew their heads and spill their blood!
- Sigurd: The cowards hide behind yet more walls! Onward!
- Sigurd: Eivor! Gorm fled into the church!
Eivor pushed further into the fortress and then into the temple.
- Gorm: A blind pursuit of vengeance has made you predictable.
- Eivor: You are a shadow of your father, Gorm. Weak and witless.
- Gorm: And you will leave this place as ashes on the wind.
Gorm lit the temple on fire and escaped, leaving Eivor inside. She managed to climb out to see Gorm escape from the fortress.
- Eivor: The coward Gorm flees. His father dies twice today.
- Sigurd: Eivor! We have the day. Let the coward go.
- Sigurd: Eivor! The breath-of-battle rises from my brow! The skalds will sing of this night!
- Eivor: We have won the day, but Gorm escaped. He fled north, to King Harald's domain.
- Sigurd: Let that bruised piglet run where he may. His father is dead, his clan is no more. We are the masters of Rygjafylke!
- Eivor: A toothless cub may grow to be a dangerous wolf.
- Sigurd: Eivor, stop. And listen. You have reclaimed your honor. Enjoy the night's victory, tomorrow we will celebrate.
- Eivor: You're right, Brother. You're always right.
- Sigurd: Guthorm! Relay news of our victory to your nephew, the king.
- Guthorm the Wise: I have done so already, Sigurd. He'll be more than pleased, and will ensure you pride of place at his Althing (clan gathering) at Alrekstad.
- Sigurd: Tell him we will come! Battle flushed and singing songs of glory.
- Eivor: Keep company with kings and you will soon have a crown of your own.
- Sigurd: If the fates have spun it so.
- Sigurd: Linger here and loot what you can. I will bring news of our victory to Father before he leaves for Harald's Althing.
Eivor and Sigurd split ways and Eivor finds Sýnin, who squawks at her.
- Eivor: I know, Sýnin. Another time...
Outcome
Eivor defeated and killed Kjotve in duel combat and stormed his fortress. Kjotve's son Gorm fled before Eivor was able to eliminate him.