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YnglingHall has a very special location. Located near a shore with a triangle of cleared forest between it & the water. to the left & right small cliffs make it so ships can only land in view. Near the shore the water is very shallow so anchored ships cannot come very close. Elsewise one must land far enough away that my hunters, foragers, fishermen & rangers would long since see the approach of a ship crew or army by land. I have plenty of cattle, goats, sheep, pigs, chickens, game-birds, geese, duck & fresh-caught fish to feed a thousand men. My people also farm, there is a healthy variety of vegetables & herbs as well.
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Usual fare includes a choice of Roast Mutton, various Fish, steak, game-birds, Goose, Duck, Chicken & Pit-Roasted Boar, coupled with choices of potatoes, carrots, beets, onions, leeks in various combinations cooked with garlic & butter (always) & whatever herbs & lingon-berry that are in season. In the deep of winter you may get to sample my pickled meat & vegetable concoctions. Free always. 😉
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Nice Dad! @brannigan
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Thanks Dad! Love you!!! @brannigan
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After the rest of the family & servants waved & hugged us & the crew, they set off to the task of preparing YnglingHall for next Winter. This was the first time that I was to travel with my father across the seas. This was no regular voyage though, history would write of these journeys & the terrible battles ahead.
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It hurt me to leave YnglingHall so soon. For me, this is the center of the world! The moment Bodil’s ship cut loose, so did we. Pohjantahti had already set out to meet us in Kalevala in the North. The Skíðblaðnir was refitted, stocked and the crew pushed her back in the water. Northward we sailed, to meet King Forjotur and his sons. Norr, the eldest prince and Commander of the Kings armies, and also Gorr his youngest who most argued was not mature enough to command the fleet in accompanying his brother in a quest to find their kidnapped sister Goi.
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Rank: Honorary ScribeMy heart warmed as I watched her shuffle past me to her new ship on her way to peaceful adventures after so many years. “Bodil, was I not correct in my estimation of his arrival time?” She gave me a snarky stare, suppressing laughter. “Lord Eyvisl, welcome home. It sounds like you have your next journey drawing nigh!”
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I met with Lady Bodil, Arne & his son Birger before we sailed to Kalevala. Bodil had managed YnglingHall and the entire staff. Bodil -however- had raised three generations of my family while managing YnglingHall alone for over 40 years. “Lady Bodil, you have done more than enough for the Yngling’s. As I promised, your ship awaits you with crew and provisions. I am so grateful for your brilliant management of YnglingHall, no-one in Middangeard could have done so better. Enjoy the peace, visit your grandkids.” With that I nodded to a young man who gestured to four men carrying a large chest of gold. She snapped a quick glare at me before laughing and never again looking back. As for Arne & his son Birger, there was more to discuss.
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“Good to see you as well Eyvisl. I saw the Skíðblaðnir being fitted with new sails, rigging and being loaded with supplies. Looks like she is ready to sail.” Eyvisl looked over at Eyvisl’s son Trygve and gave him a nod and smile. Eyvisl glanced at me with a smile as he ate the finely-cooked lamb, “Poh, that last journey was too much. I am so tired, want to be here with my family but I know what we have to do.” As I ate, I pondered our options. “Eyvisl, are you sure that this cannot wait till Spring?”
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Bodil turned to tend the fire to finish roasting the lamb then turned sharply towards the main door. A warrior entered, “Lord Eyvisl, the witch is here!”. There she was, right on time. Bodil had shaved some lamb with what looked more like a short sword than a kitchen knife as a young girl and boy came out with bowl-plates that us Ynglings have used for a long long time. Thinly shaved spit-cooked lamb with potatoes and carrots were placed before Poh & I with horns of her very own Sahti Ale (which I regularly serve). “Pohjantahti, it is great to see you! Skål (pron. Skol, a toast)!”. Her bright blue eyes twinkled as she spoke “Eyvisl, I’m here for the food that Bodil’s staff cook & my Sahti Ale that you serve.” All of the house-staff tried to contain their laughter unsuccessfully.
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“Everyone! Listen here!” Every servant & guest stopped & turned. “I return with the good fortunes of my travels, I need an assessment of what we have & what we need for Winter. I am relaxed in knowing that all of you took care of YnglingHall in my absence. You all have taken good care of three generations of my family. Thank you for your service.” With that, everyone cheered and resumed the feast being laid out on the great oaken table.
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Having traveled from the Far far East, through magical Africa, west across the glittering Mediterranean my journey finally lead me far North to my home in Svealand. Seeing the large break in the trees with Ynglinghall rising from the grassy plain made my heart sing! Steamy breath from the herds of horse & cattle’s flaring nostrils, smoke rose from big hearth fires. All of the sights, the smells of home filled me. As I approached the stables my son came to take my horse. “father! you’re finaly here damn it! Tell me about your journeys!”.”Father, let me take your horse, he looks sickly after being on a ship for so long.” I nodded in thanks as I turned towards the ancient & storied Ynglinghall, home for many generations of the Yngling line.
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“Bodil, Lord Eyvisl is a very convincing man, I m quite certain that he will convince the Merchant to turn west at The Nile Delta, not East towards Çatalhöyük. He will be here in one turn of the moon, he spoke of his desire to sail on the… Forgive me ma’am, I cannot pronounce the name of his ship.”
Bodil looked at me with a tepid expression, a doubtful expression. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke “I’ll believe it when I see it.”.
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“What news have you of my father?”
He lifted his gaunt face from the large bowl of stew, finished his bite of bread slowly.
“He has been on the crew on a ship from the far East for months called the Lang Huan. He reached Gebtu on the Nile in Kemet 30 days ago and found another ship that… is now in a hurry since he spoke to the Captain.”
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“Thank you Lady Bodil, I an grateful for your hospitality. Lord Eyvisl will be here sooner than he anticipated.”
She laughed loudly with a warm smile as I feverishly ate the lamb stew and drank the honey mead.
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The rainy day brought on of our Rangers with news of a man on a horse approaching from the South riding like he was escaping Hel herself. By Noon he arrived launching off of his horse, taller than ours by far. “I bring news from Lord Eyvisl! Please bring me some food and honey mead, it has been a long ride.”. I introduced myself and set the Thralls to the task of caring for his long-legged horse and getting him some food. I was anxious for his news.
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M’Lady, I am the eldest son of Eyvisl Yngling. I will oft be here even when Lord Yngling is away, like usual. What would you like dear? As you can see, there are quite a lot of options. I do have some pit-roast boar that finally finished cooking, a very fine batch of honey-mead & my very own lamb stew with potato, carrot, onion, garlic & leeks.
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