Apr 16, 2023 5:33 pm
Wyrd of the Winter King
Northlands, Hordaland
Silvermeade Hall
Mid fall
It has been six months since that fateful night at the Tor. Jarl Olaf has decided to take the Long Serpent, his best longship, farther north than any Northlander has ever sailed, far up the coast of Nûkland and into the mythical land of the Far North. This is not a casual decision; the whale and seal hunting has been poor this year. Adding to this, the harvest is expected to be well below average for it has been a cool and wet summer. If provisions are not laid in for the winter, or at least something that could be traded for grain such as walrus tusk or sealskins, things are looking to be grim for Halfstead. True, the jarl is wise and keeps a well-stocked granary, but he is also loath to tap it unless absolutely necessary.
Thus, he has assembled a crew of huscarls, favored sailors, and other householders, a total of 60 plus the six of you. The Long Serpent is a fine ship, much used in whaling and raiding, and has many times carried the jarl into battle with both men and beasts. Common lore says that she is a lucky ship and those who sail on her return rich and draped in glory. The characters, as householders of the jarl who recently gained some notoriety over the rescue of his daughters from the witch Sibbe the Unkempt, are invited along on this voyage, their first under the direct command of their jarl. Among you is also Hraven Tyrssen, known as Brindlemane, a young man who had recently impressed the jarl with his endurance and wisdom, having survived a spiritual journey (as the jarldom called it) that few if any could hope to endure. That he was an experienced sailor was also a consideration.
When five days out of the North Sea and into the embrace of the Great Ocean on your journey, Young Ljot (remember, no relation to Old Ljot) yells out that he has spotted land. A small glint of reflected light can be seen on the horizon. Jarl Olaf orders that a course be set toward it. As the longship approaches, a huge iceberg comes into view, less a floating block of ice than an island — a full glacier perhaps — of ice drifting through the sea. Such a large iceberg has not been seen in generations.The glacier is easily three miles in diameter and has a gentle slope from the water line that abruptly becomes a jagged wall of ice cliffs hundreds of feet high. As the Long Serpent sails around the iceberg, the party spots a break in the ice cliffs that leads to a long valley. At the head of the valley can be seen a structure of ice with towering spires and a broken curtain wall.
Jarl Olaf has the Long Serpent brought to within a short distance of the shore, nearest where the valley lies. Ordering the oarsmen to backwater to hold the ship steady, he addresses the crew. "Hold her steady Old Ljot! This sight is strange to my eyes, and I desire to learn more about it. Is this unnatural thing a threat or a boon? In my father’s father’s time, a great fortune in gold and silver was found on a city of ice afloat in the sea, blown across the whale road by forces unknown. Does any here have the mind’s-worth to explore this palace of ice with me?" Four of the Jarl’s huscarls, One-Eyed Sven, Berg Geirson, Young Ljot, and Hauk Arinbjornson immediately volunteer.
Northlands, Hordaland
Silvermeade Hall
Mid fall
It has been six months since that fateful night at the Tor. Jarl Olaf has decided to take the Long Serpent, his best longship, farther north than any Northlander has ever sailed, far up the coast of Nûkland and into the mythical land of the Far North. This is not a casual decision; the whale and seal hunting has been poor this year. Adding to this, the harvest is expected to be well below average for it has been a cool and wet summer. If provisions are not laid in for the winter, or at least something that could be traded for grain such as walrus tusk or sealskins, things are looking to be grim for Halfstead. True, the jarl is wise and keeps a well-stocked granary, but he is also loath to tap it unless absolutely necessary.
Thus, he has assembled a crew of huscarls, favored sailors, and other householders, a total of 60 plus the six of you. The Long Serpent is a fine ship, much used in whaling and raiding, and has many times carried the jarl into battle with both men and beasts. Common lore says that she is a lucky ship and those who sail on her return rich and draped in glory. The characters, as householders of the jarl who recently gained some notoriety over the rescue of his daughters from the witch Sibbe the Unkempt, are invited along on this voyage, their first under the direct command of their jarl. Among you is also Hraven Tyrssen, known as Brindlemane, a young man who had recently impressed the jarl with his endurance and wisdom, having survived a spiritual journey (as the jarldom called it) that few if any could hope to endure. That he was an experienced sailor was also a consideration.
When five days out of the North Sea and into the embrace of the Great Ocean on your journey, Young Ljot (remember, no relation to Old Ljot) yells out that he has spotted land. A small glint of reflected light can be seen on the horizon. Jarl Olaf orders that a course be set toward it. As the longship approaches, a huge iceberg comes into view, less a floating block of ice than an island — a full glacier perhaps — of ice drifting through the sea. Such a large iceberg has not been seen in generations.The glacier is easily three miles in diameter and has a gentle slope from the water line that abruptly becomes a jagged wall of ice cliffs hundreds of feet high. As the Long Serpent sails around the iceberg, the party spots a break in the ice cliffs that leads to a long valley. At the head of the valley can be seen a structure of ice with towering spires and a broken curtain wall.
Jarl Olaf has the Long Serpent brought to within a short distance of the shore, nearest where the valley lies. Ordering the oarsmen to backwater to hold the ship steady, he addresses the crew. "Hold her steady Old Ljot! This sight is strange to my eyes, and I desire to learn more about it. Is this unnatural thing a threat or a boon? In my father’s father’s time, a great fortune in gold and silver was found on a city of ice afloat in the sea, blown across the whale road by forces unknown. Does any here have the mind’s-worth to explore this palace of ice with me?" Four of the Jarl’s huscarls, One-Eyed Sven, Berg Geirson, Young Ljot, and Hauk Arinbjornson immediately volunteer.
OOC:
Go ahead and describe what you had been up to these six months. You all prepared winter gear and the boat has provisions, but what does your kit look like? What spells do the spellcasters have prepared?