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I thought we wanted the same thing.
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Ulfbehrt Sword was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan in 2020 through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description
Eivor finds a map to a thieves' camp.
Dialogue
Eivor entered the military camp of Pruvinis and noticed a bundle of weapons thrown aside.
- Eivor: Scattered swords on the ground... the thieves must be looking for a weapon.
She saw a note nearby.
Map to Thieves Camp
- Ulfbehrt Sword, military camp.
Take and return.
If separated, meet back at hideout north of Pruvinis.
Map on the back.
- Eivor: A letter, and a map. The thieves left evidence. They stole an Ulfbehrt sword? If rumors are true, that blade is made of crucible steel. Might be worth looking for.
Eivor made her way to the location on the map, the ruined temple Blihaut, and soon found a scribbled diary page by a small camp fire.
Diary of Bo
- Writing to remember adventures with brothers, kin.
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Ul is a basterd. Took my share of meade.
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Hear of great sord by smith. Oofbert sord. Brothers we go, when sun is up.
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DEAD ALL DEAD
Eivor found Bo surrounded by many corpses and looking at the temple's waterfall pool, whispering to himself.
- Bo: Beautiful... simply beautiful... mine, only mine! It was worth it. Truly, it was. For you belong only to me. Me! Only me! Ah, my friends, I weep for you. You should have let me have it!
Eivor approached him.
- Eivor: That sword you hold, the one you stole from the camp—
- Bo: We stole. These men and I. But there is only one sword and can be only one owner. Týr's Hand is now mine. My dear friends, my brothers, my kinsmen! They coveted it, but I could not let them have it. No... I had no choice...
- Eivor: An Ulfbehrt sword, made from crucible steel. I've never seen one up close. It sells for a large amount of coin.
- Bo: There is almost no price that can match the sword. It has both immense power and beauty. Once you wield this sword, you will understand. Though that will not happen. If you want it, there is only one way. We must fight.
- Eivor: Look at me. Look well. Do I look like these men? Make the wise choice and give me the sword.
- Bo: I am looking. I am seeing. I... No. I killed my brothers, I must have it. Else it will be all for naught...
- Eivor: They are gone, and you deserve no respite for betraying your kin. Leave the blade, walk away, and never appear before me again.
Bo gave Eivor the blade Egbert and though weaponless, resumed his ranting as Eivor walked away.
- Bo: Beautiful... simply beautiful... mine, only mine! It was worth it. Truly, it was. For you belong only to me. Me! Only me! Ah, my friends, I weep for you. You should have let me have it!
- Eivor: He killed his men. His brothers, his kinsmen. All for a sword. A fine weapon. Heh, I should probably not let Toka see this.
- Eivor: The one and only way it shall be. We fight.
- Bo: Your confidence is heartening, but you chose wrong, friend. None can hope to hold against this master-crafted blade!
Bo drew Týr's Hand and attacked Eivor.
- Eivor: Give up the sword and you can walk away with your life.
- Bo: You think me afraid? Look around you! These were my brothers, my friends!
- Eivor: You would die for a piece of metal?
- Bo: Fool! This is no ordinary metal! It is mine!
Despite Bo's boasting, he proved no match for Eivor and was killed.
- Eivor: Now to take the sword for my own. A fine weapon. Heh, I should probably not let Toka see this.
Outcome
Eivor received the short sword Egbert.
References
Assassin's Creed: Valhalla memories
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