Prologue (Valhalla)
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Prologue was a virtual representation of one of Eivor's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.
Description
TBA
Dialogue
Eivor was in a room in the longhouse, finding a ring.
- Young Eivor: There you are.
She opened the door, approaching the feast taking place in the main hall. A skald approached her.
- Skald: Eivor, here's a tune for you! One to liven your step.
Eivor continued inwards and approached behind her father Varin, who was drinking with another villager.
- Varin: Ah, there you, my little drengr.
Varin let go of the villager.
- Varin: Go!
He approached Eivor.
- Varin: So, did you see our king?
Eivor pointed towards the fireplace.
- Varin: Yes, good. Come, Eivor.
Did you find the... the ring?
Eivor lifted up the ring, showing her father.
- Varin: Yes. Now... now for our little plan. When you see us talking, be quiet as a wood mouse and then surprise him with our gift. And you hold it out like this and look him in the eyes and you say, "Styrbjorn King, may our clans be forever bonded in friendship and in love.
You think you can do that for me?
Eivor nodded.
- Young Eivor: Mm-hmm.
- Varin: Good. Tonight, you will be the cord that unites our people. And I'm so proud of you, Eivor.
Varin gave Eivor a kiss on her head before leaving to continue drinking.
- Varin: Get up, Olaf! Stay lucid, friend!
- Olaf: My sword is gore-greedy. I am ready to fight!
- Holger: I hewed the heads of joyless hel-dogs! I imbibed Odin's brew and I snipped the scraggly beards of troll-kings! I danced naked upon the bleaching beaches...
- Tove: Drink, Holger. And save your poems for your king.
- Holger: He is your king as well.
- Tove: He is, but I don't have to sing his praises for my meals.
- Holger: Hello, little one! Ready to celebrate this great day?
- Young Eivor: I have a gift for the king. Then I will dance.
- Holger: Good! Kings love those arm-fetters. Raise your horn with me, Tove. Tonight we sleep in the heat of clan-fire. Made happy by mead.
Eivor continued onwards before being stopped in her tracks by Sigurd.
- Sigurd: O! No drink in your fist? Come on. I'll find you something.
- Eivor: I can't. I have a tribute for your father.
- Sigurd: O, what a piece! That must be worth two sturdy longships!
Give it here. I'll pass it on. - Young Eivor: My father asked me, Sigurd.
- Sigurd: Suit yourself.
But you're not getting any mead!
Sigurd left. Eivor proceed forward and headed towards the kitchen table, where her father and mother Rosta were at. Varin gave Eivor a headpat before leaving her to Rosta.
- Young Eivor: (giggle)
- Rosta: So, you have the ring? Good. This was worn by your grandfather in a battle on the Northern Way.
- Young Eivor: Mother?
- Rosta: Yes?
- Young Eivor: Can we show Sigurd the cairn stones we stacked yesterday?
- Rosta: That's a good idea. We'll do that in the morning, at first light.
The two watched as a villager pushed down another villager down to the ground from the upper deck, leading to an uproar of laughter.
- Rosta: Now go. You have a gift to deliver.
Eivor approached the throne table where Varin was standing next to King Styrbjorn.
- Varin: Eivor, wait.
Skal to Styrbjorn, the true King of Rygjafylke! Tonighr we are all made anew! Skal!
The clan raised their glasses in praise of Styrbjorn.
- Varin: Eivor. Eivor, come.
Eivor, holding the ring in her palms, approached Styrbjorn.
- Young Eivor: King...
May our clans be forever bonded in friendship and love.
She handed the ring towards the king.
- Styrbjorn: Thank you, Eivor. Now and forever, I am pledged to you.
Varin began reciting a skaldic poem.
- Varin: Harken well in hall of kings...
- Norse Soldier: Hoo! Haa! Hoo! Ha!
- Varin: On ocean-steed, my words gain wings. Odin's mead, I forth will bring. For noble deeds, thine honor sing!
- Norse Soldier: For noble deeds, thine honor sing!
Varin carried Eivor on his arms.
- Varin: The brave men slain, Valkyrjur wakes...
- Norse Soldier: The brave men slain, Valkyrjur wakes!
- Varin: Reward for strain to Valholl takes!
- Norse Soldier: Reward for strain to Valholl takes!
- Varin: Then horns resounds the mighty hall!
- Norse Soldier: Then horns resounds the mighty hall!
For those who fight, for those who fall--
The main door blasted open, and a loud horn was heard.
- Norse Warrior 1: We're under attack!
- Norse Warrior 2: Kjotve's clan!
- Varin: Ready yourselves, men! Ah!
The villagers set out to go to battle including Rosta and Varin. Eivor however remained.
- Varin: Good Rosta, go. Not you, Eivor. Not just yet.
- Svala: It is foretold. The curtains are raised. Nothing is true until it is severed from the branches of Ygdrassil.
Unheeding her father's warning, Eivor approached the main door. As a Viking was about to kill Eivor, her mother Rosta brought her to safety and eliminated the warrior.
- Rosta: Down!
Rosta brought Eivor up upon a cart while defending herself against Kjotve's men. She then reached for Eivor from the cart and carried her on her left shoulder.
- Rosta: Come. Eivor...
Rosta approached the stables while eliminating more of the attackers. She then put Eivor on a horse.
- Rosta: Go! Now!
- Norse Woman: Stop! Please!
- Rosta: Ride! Go!
Leaving Eivor behind, Rosta entered the stables to assist her fellow villager, not noticing an attacker following behind. Eivor, having noticed the ambusher, got down the horse and picked up a sword, dragging along as she entered through the building window. She watched as her father defend himself against Kjotve's men.
- Varin: Kjotve! Show yourself!
As Eivor carried the sword over the window, it pierced the attacker who was pushed into it by Rosta. Noticing her mother struggling against another attacker, Eivor jumped over and distracted the enemy.
- Young Eivor: Momma!
This allowed Rosta to kill the attacker by surprise. As another Viking attempted to drag Eivor away, Sigurd entered and slain him.
- Sigurd: Grah!
- Young Eivor: Sigurd!
Meanwhile outside at the statue of Odin, Varin fought against Kjotve.
- Varin: Kjotve! Let's end this bloodshed.
- Kjotve the Cruel: O, I will!
As Rosta gave the deceased attacker a proper rite, an arrow of fire was launched on the stables' hay.
- Norse Warrior: Fire!
- Rosta: Sigurd, take the horse.
- Sigurd: Alright, wait here.
Eivor then hid behind a bunch of barrels and watched as her clan members behind defeated and captured one by one, including Rosta.
- Kjotve the Crue: Now it's my turn to offer you a deal, slave-whore. Accept your fate and die a coward, here before your people... and I will spare the rest.
- Rosta: Fight, my love! Do not listen!
- Varin: If I give my life, will you spare my clan?
- Kjotve the Cruel: You have my word.
Varin proceeded to kneel down and lay down his arms.
- Rosta: No, no, Varin! No Varin! Pick up your axe.
Left defenceless, Varin was thus beheaded by Kjotve.
- Young Eivor: No!
Rosta freed herself from Kjotve's men and charged towards Kjotve, only to be killed by a throwing axe.
- Kjotve the Cruel: Kill them all!
Before Eivor was killed, Sigurd rescued her on horseback and escaped the village. While dodging arrows being shot at them, the horse was knocked down by one of Kjotve's men, throwing Sigurd and Eivor off the cliff. As Eivor landed on frozen ice, a wolf attacked her. As she began to lose conscious, she saw herself reaching for a closing door to a bright room.
- Young Eivor: (scream)
A pair of ravens proceeded to attack the wolf, allowing Eivor to reach for her axe to kill the wolf.
Outcome
Eivor's parents were killed during a raid by Kjotve the Cruel. She was adopted into the household of King Styrbjorn.