Unrelated to topic of what will kill us one day

When Halla eventually dies, we clearly need to have whoever we pick and gets her spirit to write the Epic of Halla, describing her life, her many fights and friends, from the nut breaking of a thief as a girl without training, to her first Raid, to ending Hooknails, all the way to the grand reslaying of Fafnir ultimate battle of destiny and death that takes her life.

How many other people get to dictate their own memoirs after death?
 
Honestly, this Problem is likely going to be one for the next generation to sort out. Halla's Main Plot is approaching its Final Act, between Vestfold and the subsequent Shenanigans.
 
Honestly, this Problem is likely going to be one for the next generation to sort out. Halla's Main Plot is approaching its Final Act, between Vestfold and the subsequent Shenanigans.

And Steinarr's murder and the war, yeah. Odds of Halla fighting whatever this is are fairly low, it's more like what our next protagonist will deal with after they come home from the Varangian Guard. Well, one of the things.

Which does not make me more inclined to pick Fafnir and eitr, for the record.
 
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How many other people get to dictate their own memoirs after death?
*puts on pedantic hat*

um, actually ☝️🤓

Memoirs are written with specific things in mind, like one's childhood or time in some career. Autobiographies are what one writes about their own life as a whole whole biographies are what someone else writes about your life as a whole.
 
Fafnir is not really a known threat.

As in, we don't know Fafnir's magic powers.

Also, Eitr. I do not want an early quest bad end or even a quest basically a reboot because Halla got shattered or whatever.
 
Oh fine.

[X] A Witch-King seeks his sword once more in Valland

This'll be fun for Sigurdr to get involved in too, as a mercenary in a place full of a lot of clashing faiths.
 
i feel like yallre overhyping and catastrophizing a little too hard for eitr. the witch king still has my vote tho, cause that sounds metal as hell and i want his sword.
 
[X] A dragon spreads its wings for a second time in Gnitaheath
[X] A Witch-King seeks his sword once more in Valland

Both the Dragon and Witch-King are really cool, i can't really choose so i vote for both.

Really emotional update. Now we must see how to initiate Abjorn to Odr Cultivation.
 
[X] A dragon spreads its wings for a second time in Gnitaheath

FUCK YES!!!

DRAGON! DRAGON! DRAGON!

FINALLY


I HAVE BEEN DRAGON BLUE-BALLED FOR SO LONG

The twins' towering presence immediately catches the eye as Asgeirr tries once more to convince Tryggr of how he should be given a chance at the drink in Tryggr's hand. Fortunately for both your sanity and Tryggr's hope of living a long life, Trausti is there to keep things civil. Oddly close to his side sits Vagn, who watches the goings-ons with humor in his gaze as his weapon-wheel hangs up on the wall behind him—alongside all the other weapons, as is the custom.

"Trust me, kid," Tryggr chuckles as he eyes your silent approach, a sneaky wink shot your way, "you won't like the taste of this. Your mother likes her beers bitter."

"But it smells so nice!" Asgeirr's petulant stomp fills your ears as you come to a stop behind him. "Just one sip, I promise I'll be good!"

Sensing an opportunity to both curb Asgeirr's alcoholic aspirations, teach a valuable lesson on meaning what you say, and extract good behavior for the coming playdate, you allow a grin to spread across your face as you make your presence known. "As my father once said to me, I now say to you, o' eldest child of mine: to be a man is to hold yourself accountable for everything you say and do." Asgeirr freezes at the sound of your voice, looking to all the world like a dog caught with something it shouldn't have in its mouth. "If I allow you a sip, can I trust you to act like a man?"

Clenching fists find iron in his spine as Asgeirr meets your steel gaze with one of his own. Red hair bobs as he nods, a fierce look in his polished eyes, "A man is only as good as his word."

Tryggr conceals a snort in his flagon's lip as Trausti sighs—the oft-repeated saying one of his favorites. "Seems he has a favorite uncle," Tryggr nudges his brother with a sharp elbow and pointed grin.

Ignoring the brotherly byplay, you answer Asgeirr's words with a solemn nod. Rising a palm before your eldest, you work your orthstirr to your will as you ready the horn. Crimson strength forms a fingernail-deep and knuckle-wide bowl in your palm's basin as a dark, frothy liquid fills it to the brim.

Asgeirr's eyes glow with eager delight as he carefully takes the thimble-sized cup in hand. Lifting it to his lips, the bitter drink soon finds a rest-stop on his tongue.

"That's good!" His eyes light up as his lips curl up into a broad smile, grubby fingers forming grabby-hands towards the horn in your hand, "More!"

As the twins and Vagn break out into a laughing fit, you can't help but feel you may have made a mistake here.

Also, I just wanted to say how much I loved this scene. Really adorable.
 
Honestly I suspect that trying to determine which of these foes is more dangerous from these descriptions alone would be a bit like trying to decide which car has better gas mileage using the phases of the moon. Moreover, I strongly suspect that @Imperial Fister has made them basically equivalently dangerous, just in different ways.

So I would suggest everyone votes for the option they like the most as a cool antagonist.

Actually, Norse dragons don't fly—as far as I can recall.

Me describing it as 'spreading its wings' is metaphor.

As far as I can recall, the dragon in Beowulf is described as flying. Now, admittedly, that's technically an Anglo-Saxon dragon, but the plot is mostly set in Scandinavia. The story itself seems to be old enough that it effectively predates a hard divergence between "Norse" and "English" in any case, coming from the same wellspring of Germanic myth and legend. Sigurdr appears in both the continental Germanic and Old Norse literary canons, although the name "Fáfnir" for the dragon is exclusively in the Old Norse stuff, according to Professor Wikipedia.

Tolkien seemed to resolve this by having some of his dragons fly and some not, as well as some breathing fire and some not.
 
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