Volunds Story - The Initial Journey to the Outlands

I COME FROM THE NORTHLANDS, I AM FROM A TRIBE WHO ARE KNOWN AS THE WOLF CLAN.
THE WEATHER IS HARSH HENCE MY ROUGH LOOK WHICH AS GIVEN ME THE APPEARANCE OF SOMEONE OLDER THAN MY YEARS. THE FURS I WEAR ARE TRADITIONAL, FOR THEY MARK THE PASSING OF YOUTH TO A MAN. THE FUR IS THAT OF A CREATURE YOU WILL BE UMFAMILIAR WITH SO I WILL NOT NAME THE BEAST, BUT MARK MY WORDS IT IS A CUNNING AND POWERFUL BEAST THAT STALKS THE ICE.
WHY AM I HERE IN THIS TOWN YOU SAY, WELL THATS A STORY IN ITSELF BUT I SHALL ENDEAVOUR TO EXPLAIN IT TO YOU. IT WAS A RELATIVELY WARM NIGHT FOR THE NORTHLANDS AND ONLY A FEW LARGE FIRES WERE NECESSARY, I HAD JUST MADE THE PASSAGE FROM YOUTH TO MAN AND A LARGE CELEBRATION WAS IN HAND. THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE HAPPIEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE, THE PASSAGE AND ALSO MY WEDDING. BUT MY FATE WAS IN ODINS HANDS. THE CELEBRATION ENDED IN THE SMALL HOURS AND THE FIRES WERE DYING WHEN THE OUTLANDERS STRUCK. THEY WERE BRUTAL, THEY KILLED THE OLD AND THE YOUNG WITHOUT REMORSE, WE FOUGHT BRAVELY UNDER ODINS EYE BUT THE OUTLANDERS WERE MANY IN THEIR NUMBERS. I WAS SEPERATED FROM MY LOVE AND I SAW HERE CLUBBED TO THE GROUND. THE LAST I REMEMBER WAS A THUD AND A SEARING PAIN IN BOTH MY SIDE AND HEAD. WHEN I AWOKE FOR SURELY THEY HAD LEFT ME FOR DEAD I WAS GREETED BY THE SIGHT OF MY BROTHERS LONG DEAD EYES STARING INTO MY SOUL, BLAMING ME SOMEHOW FOR WHAT HAD HAPPENED. I SEARCHED FOR MY LOVE WHERE I HAD SEEN HER FALL, BUT MY SEARCH WAS IN VAIN, IT WOULD HAVE SEEMED THE OUTLANDERS HAD TAKEN THE YOUNGER WOMEN AND MERCILESSLY BUTCHERED THE REST OF THE CLAN. I FEEL NO SHAME IN TELLING YOU THAT MY HOWL OF DESPAIR COULD BE HEARD THROUGHOUT THE LAND THAT WAS STILL AND PEACEFUL, THE LAND WHICH WAS OBLIVIOUS TO MY PAINAND ITSLOSS OF LIFE.
SO MY SEARCH HAS BEGUN FOR MY LOVE SO THAT THE WOLF CLAN CAN BE ALIVE ONCE AGAIN. I VOW TO YOU THYRA THAT I WILL FIND YOU WHERE EVER YOU ARE AND I WILL RELEASE YOU FROM THE TORMENT THAT HOLDS YOU HERE IN THE OUTLANDS.

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