Feb 14, 2023 4:29 pm
Another day comes to an end, but that ending is a beginning. The beginning of another evening spent in the meadhall. The hearth is warm and casts a flickering light across the battleworn and weary faces. Faces that will soon be smiles and snarls as the honey-wine fills their bellies. All are welcome in this hall, from the mightiest of huscarl warriors to the lowest of thralls, from the wildest of berserkir to the most guarded godi with their secrets from the gods. Even you, my intrepid adventurers.
Bujold, the owner of the meadery and the hall, does not charge for his drink; this is not true of the food he serves, however. He delights in the fermenting of many types of mead, and this season you find yourselves drinking a lemon and rosemary mead, with the fruit and herbs having been provided by the exotic Numedians who had a keep and embassy not far from town. The proprietor, a man who is rotund with both muscle and fat, carries steins of his craft with fire-scarred arms; it is rare that he passes a table without a joke or a quip.
At a table closest to the hearth- a table often taken by the Jarl Olaf's huscarls- Sirkjorg rises to his feet and clangs his stein against the boss of a wall-mounted shield. As the hall looks towards the man, he cries out in a voice that is already too drunk, "My friends, my brothers, let us play a game! Let us speak of Toasts, Boasts, and Oaths! I would propose the first toast to Bu.. Bujold, who has slain many-a-man with his stout mead only for them to rise and return the next night!" The hall fills with laughter and the sound of stein pounding on table. Another man, a hunter of no great fame, rises and calls out, "I toast to my wife, who gives me reason to return from each hunt!" It would seem none truly know the man nor his wife, and the noise in the hall quiets to a whisper and a cough. He sits down, embarrassed.
OOC:
This is just a fun intro for those who have characters completed. This is not the actual story, but can help get into character and pass the time until we officially start. Skål!