Interlude: Hand of Volundr
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Interlude
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The stoney shores of Runestone are painted with rocky cliffs and sandy beaches which are absorbed with the ancient holy presence of
the Old Gods. Its is here where Völundr Oldchild repelled the invasion commonly known to Baldurians as the White Event.
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On the morning after a great storm had battered the shore's terrain, the fog of uncertainty crept through the land with an ominous presence.
The invaders were soon after seen crawling from the water, their luminous silvery skin reflecting a white light similar to the colour of their eyes.
Anyone venturing to close to these strange amphibious beings were promptly dismembered and spread across shore for all to bear witness.
Slowly, the silver intruders began moving inland displacing and eviscerating anyone caught in their path bringing with them dread and despair.
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Salvation would come in a most unexpected form. An exiled son of the High Priest of Runestone would rise above ridicule and cruel japes.
Banished for his pursuit of lost ancient summoning rituals, Völundr Wolfram, mockingly known as Völundr Youngchild, left for the godswood.
Seventeen years later he emerged triumphant with a host of giant stone gollums thought to have vanished from planet Viborg centuries ago.
Valiantly driving back the silver crawlers atop the shoulder of a gollum, Völundr Youngchild became the Oldchild, child of the Old Gods.
The Hand of Völundr stands as a reminder of the ancient power and holy resolve the Oldchild rediscovered in the godswood.
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[Translated ancient Baldurian prayer]
O, Völundr set our sights,
Guide us while the stones collide.
Teach us to see what is,
And reap what may be.
O, Völundr let us see,
The power that lives in us,
Sleeping in the breeze.
Author - Unknown
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"We are the blood of our land!" - Völundr Oldchild
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