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Eivor traveled to Aelfwood, full of Briton warriors and Anglo-Saxonsoldiers, to find Modron. Eivor heard a faint chant.
Eivor:The chanting. It's faint, but I recognize Modron's voice.
Eivor explored while she overheard the guards talking.
Briton Warrior 1:The mother is communing with the gods on this most holiest of times, and we're stuck guarding the door.
Anglo-Saxon Soldier 1:I'd rather be out here in case the ritual goes sour and we end up as a meal for the gods.
Eivor investigated within certain caves and found a note among her search.
Scrap of Paper Tried to lie down in a cave for rest and was shooed off by some hooded creatures with skull faces. I'll not rest anywhere in this cursed place.
Eivor found the entrance within Ochre Caves. After moving an obstacle, Eivor stealthily moved around toxic gases to see a group of guards. Sleuthing through Modron's guards, Eivor found her way to Modron's ritual ceremony.
Modron:Blood and sweat, death and birth. Turn this man from beast to earth. Forest Father. Take this body. Eat of him and feed the land. Cerunnos, hear my plea and guide my hand. Cut down our foes. And fill our fields with grain to sow.
Eivor:Have I stepped into Alfheim, or is this a new realm entirely?
Tewdwr:I feel well ... but it's a little fragrant in here, is it not?
Eivor:You will live to be ealdorman yet, Tewdwr. Despite the many attempts on your life.
Tewdwr:Attempts? Untimely death? God's blood.
Eivor:You're safe, and the ceremony will proceed in Glowecestre.
Modron:Your wounds should heal by the next moon, if you get some rest.
Tewdwr:Then you have my thanks, Mother Modron. Lovely woman, utterly terrifying though. Let's return with haste. This cave is a place of nightmares.
Eivor left the cave and went back to Glowecestre.
TBA:
On Tewdwr: So Glowecestre is to go to war. With a poor harvest, Cynon must ascend as the ultimate offering. And, while my beloved morsel feeds the gods, the church has chosen a zealot to replace him. Tewdwr, who favors the flame and the cross it is told. I am to trance this evening in search of answers. I only pray they come.
Modron's Journal Page: I would be a liar if I claimed I only laid with Cynon because of his role in the ceremony.
In our debates, I have admired him. The blade of his jaw, the bulge of his arms, the soft hairs on his chest. I made sure to acquaint my hands with what my eyes thirsted for. Knew what he was doing, the old bastard. Recognized me under the mask. Finished the ceremony with my name on his lips.
Gods, I hope I don't love him. That would complicate everything.
Outcome
Eivor found Modron and defeated her in a fight, rescuing Tewdwr. From their battle, Eivor decided Modron's fate.
