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As Eivor went to meet the reeves inside Saint Paul's, a crowd of angry Lundeners were outside one of its door.
Anglo-Saxon Man 1:The Good Sister was murdered, and where were your guards! You hear me Erke? Her blood's on you! It's a ruse, I tell you! It's them that killed Tryggr and shifted the blame!
Anglo-Saxon Woman 1:Avgos was a hero, and you let him die! A hero for all Lunden! They'll hand Lunden to the unwashed tides, mark these words!
Eivor went inside and saw the reeves consoling each other.
Eivor:Some surly guests outside.
Erke:Eivor ... we were ... we didn't see you enter.
Eivor:It's about time you found each other. Stopped tiptoeing around it.
Erke:Yes, I've found Stowe, and he's found me, and ... here we are ... together.
Eivor:Have you stepped out today? There's a strange feeling brewing in the streets.
Eivor:Be cautious with that. Anyone could've walked in.
Stowe:They might have. And I'll serve penance before God, but I will not feel shame. Not ever.
Erke:Times being what they are, Elska, I'd rather not join Tryggr among the headless.
Eivor:You make a well-timed point. Have you stepped out today? There's a strange feeling brewing in the streets.
Eivor:Have you stepped out today? There's a strange feeling brewing in the streets.
Erke:I've heard the shouts. The deaths of Avgos and Frideswid have angered many.
Eivor:Let's hope The Compass numbers among the offended.
Stowe:I don't doubt it. But are we ready for him?
Eivor:Let's go over all that's happened up til' now.
Stowe:Tryggr was killed and dismembered by men who worked for him, men he trusted. Avgos, The Arrow. Our brother in arms. He wanted Lunden for The Order.
Erke:And the Good Sister. That's another knife to the back. Lunden's Saint, Sister Frideswid. She was The Leech and the city was her meat market. Your bishop has already issued an apology on behalf of the Church.
Eivor:It's time we focused on The Compass. Gather all we know and lay it out, plain as day.
Eivor:It's time we focused on The Compass. Gather all we know and lay it out, plain as day.
Time passed as Eivor and the reeves talked about The Compass.
Eivor:We let fly the feather-dart, squeezed raven-ink from a loathsome leech. Now we wait, wolf-tensed, for the master of the river-rib to return and revenge his shaken warriors.
Erke:Well, well ... this one's got the gift of Odin's mead.
Eivor:What's on your mind, Stowe?
Stowe:We know The Compass is a sailor, a captain from Francia.
Erke:And he won't like hearing he's got a leak in his hull, so to speak. With the deaths of The Leech and The Arrow, he'll want to hit back. But we can't know how or when.
Eivor:Apart from this, the man's invisible. A coward if you ask me.
The door was barged in as a warrior tossed a torch inside.
Norse Warrior 1:Burn in your Hell, you bloody reeves!
Erke:We're penned in!
Eivor:Is there another way out?
Stowe:The tower! There's an open window they can't have reached.
Eivor:I'll go up. You find a way out!
Eivor made her way to the window.
Stowe: (coughing) Eivor, make for the steeple!
Erke:The Nornir still spun for us, my Stowe. We've many years yet. Come on!
Eivor broke through from above and saw the whole city of Lunden on fire as its citizens were attacked. At this moment, Eivor discovered that Vicelin was The Compass.
Stowe:Let's turn these springalds back on The Compass.
Erke:Follow me. I know a path straight to the docks. We'll be able to flank them.
Eivor and Erke travelled on top of the houses.
Erke:Let's go!
Eivor and Erke arrived at the docks, unnoticed.
Erke:This way! The docks are burning! Take this path. You'll avoid most attention. I'll give you cover when I can.
Stowe:Godspeed, my friends.
Norse Warrior 7:Burn it to the ground!
Norse Warrior 8: (Laugh)
Norse Warrior 9:Forward, forward! Kill them all!
Eivor may have helped a man trapped inside his burning house
Anglo-Saxon Man 2:I can't breathe! I can't—
Anglo-Saxon Man 3:Please help! Someone, I can't get free! Help! Anyone! The door's blocked!
Eivor went inside and carried a immobile man, thus saving him.
Anglo-Saxon Man 3:Ah! My arm! Get me out of here! Please! My home! Ruined. I am deep in your debt, stranger.
Eivor went through the flotillas and neared The Compass.
Vicelin:Avgos and Frideswid were too confident. I don't suffer from the same disease. I'll drown and burn every last man, woman, and child in this shithole city.
Eivor:So this is The Compass. Large enough to ford an ocean.
Eivor started to fight against Vicelin.
Vicelin:Look here, Stowe and Erke's lapdog! You stolen me from Francia!
Eivor and Vicelin fought while he used his archers to attack her.
Vicelin:Will none of you lift a finger to aid your master?
Eivor started to weaken The Compass.
Vicelin:Persistent bastard! Defiant to the end! You die here, Dane!
Eivor finally got the upper hand and assassinated Vicelin. In the Memory Corridor, Eivor walked towards Vicelin, who was sitting and smoking on his chair.
Eivor:Burning to ash what you cannot possess. That's a child's way out.
Wiping his mouth, Vicelin responded as he laid his eyes on Tryggr's severed head on his table. Odin walked in Vicelin's response, midway.
Vicelin:To Hell with Lunden. Boudicca was right to burn it to the ground. It's a brick and mortar shithouse. So bright and beautiful set aflame. Will you rule over these cinders now? Yoke its people to your whims and needs?
Odin:You do have power here. Power you have earned.
Eivor:I have finished my work in Lunden. That's enough.
Laughing, Vicelin retorted. Vicelin looked at Tryggr's head again and then tossed his medallion to Eivor, mid-response.
Vicelin:Lunden is only a beginning. My order reaches further than your tiny boats can take you. Never forget, Tryggr, my old friend. A man at sea may have gold and glory. But he is always a slave to the churning tides. We are that tide.
Vicelin walked away from Eivor, but only to catch on fire while walking. Falling to his knees, Vicelin's spirit vanished as he fell to the ground. After killing Vicelin, Eivor headed back to speak with the reeves.
Erke:There you are. The drengr we must thank for our good fortune.
Eivor:How do I look? Half-drowned and half-burnt?
Stowe:Not half of either. And far better for the blood on your blade.
Eivor:The Compass is dead. Lunden is yours ... to wreck or rebuild.
Erke:We will rebuild. We'll strengthen the walls, reunite families ... and likely use less wood, more stone.
Stowe:Ill-timed, Erke. I'd like a quiet moment to pray.
Erke:We'll take it together.
Eivor:Until our next meeting, I trust you'll heed my call if I should send for you.
Stowe:You came to Lunden in search of a friend, Eivor. You found two.
Erke:Aye, Broga. And you deserve this. A silver ring for your raven perch. It was Tryggr's before he gifted it to me. I say you've earned the right to wear it now.
Eivor:I'm touched, Erke. I'll carry it with pride.
Eivor took her leave as the reeves departed together afterwards.
Eivor:Now, it seems the winds call me back to Randvi. Best tell her the good news.'
Outcome
Eivor eliminated The Compass, ending his invasion of Lunden.