Eivor: Long before, before the beginning,.Anglo-Saxon Man: That's an odd bargain, Dane, but I'll bite.Eivor: How about a story? I'll spin you a tale in exchange for your wares.Anglo-Saxon Man: I don't sell on a future promise of profit! Eadwyn's a valuable customer.Oil for boiling, arrows, shields, rations. Fulke: This merchant is taking supplies to the castle.I warn you, soldiers are coming to escort me any minute. Anglo-Saxon Man: She's trying to rob me.Anglo-Saxon Man: You've lost your senses.Fulke: It's for the good of your shire.Eivor: We don't have time for philosophical discussion.įulke attempting to convince the merchant.Fulke: You have a brusque way of ending an argument.The merchant and his men attacked Eivor and she killed them.

Anglo-Saxon Man: Stop that! That's my livelihood!.

(If Eivor destroyed 2+ carts before speaking to Fulke)

Fulke: Not until there's a sword at your neck.

Fulke: Good friend, your wares will bring death to the farmers and merchants of this land.

But a few supplies ain't going to rewrite the history of the world, woman.

Anglo-Saxon Man: It's a crying shame, your story.

Fulke: I had silver, before I was caged, and I will again.

Anglo-Saxon Man: I'd give them over to any man for enough silver.

Fulke: Dear man, would you live under Eadwyn's boot? For that is where you will be if these supplies reach her castle.

Anglo-Saxon Man: I ain't in the business of helping you.

As she neared, she could hear Fulke arguing with someone.

Around the area were several carts of supplies. Eivor met with Fulke to cripple Lady Eadwyn's supply lines.Įivor found Eatun Barn, set between two cliffs.

A Fiery Lass by Virginia Aird