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Post by Hubilub on Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:51 am

So I got jelly of all the text-plays people had been posting and figured I would do my own. So here it is.

The tale of Olaf the Bastard


Our tale begins in the cold and snowy North. Olaf, a street urchin with neither home nor family, was the son of a bandit and a servant girl. The two had found each other by chance one night when the young servant, awoken by peculiar noises coming from the stables, had found Olaf's father hiding in an empty box stall. Not knowing that he was a criminal on the run, the poor girl let herself be seduced by the man, and fell deeply in love with him. Though he was wanted for the brutal murder of a wealthy farmer and his family, he managed to convince the servant girl that he was innocent, and pleaded for her to help him hide from the law. She told him of an abandoned shack in the nearby woods, and promised him that she would bring him food and drink every day. On many of those days, they would sleep together. The bandit promised the servant girl that one day he would marry her, and that one day they would escape the life they lived and find happiness somewhere else. Though his promises were empty, she believed them with all her heart, and longed to be with him again every time they were apart.

But the bandit was eventually found out by the employer of the servant girl, a lesser nobleman who had been good friends with the murdered farmer, and he was slain. The servant girl, pregnant with the bandit's child, was thrown out of the household and forced to live on the streets. It was barely that she survived long enough to have the baby, which she was helped to deliver by a kindly elderly couple, and after she had given him his name, she died in much agony. Olaf was born. 

The elderly couple took the young boy under their wing, but times were harsh and eventually they died too. Olaf was left to live on his own, mastering the valuable arts of pickpocketing and thievery to survive on the streets. Many times was he savagely beaten for his crimes, once so badly that his right eye went blind, yet his desire to live on drove him to persevere through the living hell that was his existence. When he was old enough, he began poaching on the lands of noblemen, demonstrating the same disdain for law and authority that his father had had. Yet he never sunk so low as to take anyone's life without just cause, and this separated him from his bandit father, who had never shied away from killing anyone who stood before him. Whenever the fruits of his hunting proved to be too much for one man to consume, he would share it with the poorest of his village, knowing the pain of extreme hunger far too intimately to want anyone else to know it too. 

One day, Olaf heard the story of the lesser nobleman who killed the murdering bandit in the woods, and banished the promiscuous servant girl from his household, and knew that this was the bane of his parents. Filled with rage over what he believed to be the reason for why his life had been a constant torture, Olaf vowed to seek revenge. In the dead of night, Olaf sneaked into the mansion where the nobleman lived, and slit his throat while he was sleeping. He then stole a horse from the stables where his parents had first met, and fled the scene.

Knowing that he would be hunted down like his father had been, Olaf escaped the country and set sail for the Anglo-Saxon Kingdoms, hoping he would find a more successful life there.

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Post by Furburt on Tue Jul 30, 2013 1:27 am

Damn, you took the eyepatch too, hmm?

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Post by Xandy on Tue Jul 30, 2013 2:00 am

Weird. I just made a character named Olaf with an eyepatch today too.

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Tired and worn-out, Olaf arrives at the city of Din Eidyn, capital of the Goutodin faction and fief of their king, Ri Mynyddog Mwynfawr map Cunbelin. But barely does Olaf have time to set foot on land, before he is attacked by two bandits. He slays them with his knife, but not without taking a hit to the shoulder, and he would surely have perished together with his attackers that night, had it not been for the fortunate arrival of a merchant. 

Olaf woke up later the next day, finding himself patched up after his earlier skirmish. He was in an unfamiliar room, in a comfortable bed with warm blankets. Leaving his bed to explore his whereabouts, he walked out of the room, whereupon he found the merchant sitting by a fire, reading a book. Delighted that he had survived the night, the merchant shook Olaf's hand and invited him to sit. The merchant had been preparing to leave the country, fearing that the constant violence and criminality would lead to his death should he stay much longer. That his final act would be to save a man's life before departing, he said, was a good omen, and he handed Olaf a purse of silver in the hopes that it would aid him further. The two then shared lunch, and after thanking the merchant for saving his life, Olaf departed.

Before attempting anything else, Olaf found it to be a good idea to do some honest work for a change. He sought out one of the nearby villages of the area, and requested food and shelter for the night in exchange for helping out the farmers with their work. Reluctantly, they accepted his request, and Olaf worked hard that day. When night came, he was given his payment, but he found that such menial labor was not for him. As the morning came, he decided to travel back to the capital.

Wandering the streets of Din Eidyn, Olaf chanced upon an ale house. Feeling a thirst for mead, which he had not been able to drink since his journey had begun, he entered. The ale house was largely empty, save for the owner, and a solitary man in the corner. Olaf, still a stranger to the city, decided to introduce himself to the man, in the hopes of finding a companion who could tell him about the city. Though hesitant at first, the man found Olaf's request for company acceptable, and they soon struck up a friendly conversation over a mug of ale. The man revealed himself to be a former knight by the name of Matui Turthail, having lost his title when courting his lord's daughter. The two decided to travel together.

As neither of them had much wealth to speak of, they sought out the town's Guild Master in the hopes of finding work. He told them of a bandit lair not far from town, from which criminals had conducted several raids on passing caravans, and asked them to take care of the problem. The two agreed to the task, and set out on their mission. With his last silver, Olaf purchased an axe, a weapon he was far more comfortable with than the small knife he had previously carried around.

When they came upon the lair, the sun had started to set, and they could spot several of the bandits gathering the last of the day's spoils into their hideout. Crouching behind bushes and trees, Olaf and Matui sneaked up behind two bandits guarding the entrance. Olaf crushed the skull of one of them with a mighty blow, while Matui slit the throat of the other. They were spotted, however, by a lookout, and though Matui was swift and silenced him with a well-aimed javelin, his call for assistance had already been heard by the other bandits. Olaf and Matui stood back to back, as a half dozen of men stormed out of the hideout. Though Matui was more experienced with fighting, his brutal upbringing had given Olaf a ferocity matched by few men, and before Matui had even felled his first bandit, Olaf had already slain three. One he nearly decapitated with a blow to the neck, another died when the axe rammed through his ribs, and a third was tripped when Olaf swept his leg, and he had barely the time to look up before Olaf's axe rained down upon him. Soon, the battle was over, and the two men stood victorious. 

They set up camp by the lair, and when the morning came they returned to Din Eidyn to collect their reward. It was then that they found out that a tournament was to be held in the city that very day. The victor was to be invited to a big feast in the castle. Seeing an opportunity to make both money and renown, Olaf signed up for the tournament. Though it was a challenge, when the day was over he emerged the victor, having bested his final opponent with an unorthodox kick to his groin, then a swift punch to his temple. He was invited to the feast.

It was there he met Eurneid verch Clydno. She was the daughter of the king, and had been mightily impressed with Olaf's fighting prowess. Finding her both beautiful and charming, Olaf did not hesitate to dedicate his victory to the fair lady's honor. This, however, did not stand well with one of the men attending the feast. Mael Dumnagual map Mynyddg, trusted vassal of the king, and Eurneid's betrothed, confronted Olaf about his disrespectful behavior. Olaf, not liking the tone that Mael Dumnagual was taking, challenged him to a duel. The winner would have the lady's favor, and the other would run away with his tail between his legs. Mael Dumnagual accepted, and the two met in the arena. 

It did not take long before Olaf's dirty fighting gave him the upperhand. Mael Dumnagual, used to fighting men who put honor in front of their very lives, did not expect the tactics of Olaf, and as his opponent blinded him with a handful of sand, he staggered in shock. This gave Olaf the time needed to get in a strong swing with his polearm, and Mael Dumnagual fell to the ground, defeated. Grudgingly, he accepted his defeat. Olaf returned to lady Eurneid, who welcomed him with a warm smile. However, she asked him to return home for the night, as it was inappropriate for them to be talking for too long. Olaf complied, and returned to the tavern he was staying. 

The next day, Olaf and Matui returned to the Guild Master for more work. This time, they were asked to escort a caravan to a distant city. They accepted, and met up with the caravan outside the city gates. It was a long and uneventful journey, and after three days they reached their goal. The caravan master awarded them the silver they were owed for their services, and they parted ways. Not sure whether or not the long journey back to Din Eidyn was worth the travel, the two contemplated on staying at their current location. However, chance would have it that an old lady, dressed in black and covered by a cloak, approached Matui with a sealed letter, asking him to deliver it to Olaf. Olaf opened the letter, and found that it was from lady Eurneid, requesting his presence in private. Having made his mind up, Olaf decided to return to Din Eidyn, and Matui loyally followed him. The travel back was more dangerous than the travel away, and several times they had to evade parties of bandits roaming the lands. Yet they managed to avoid any threat, and soon they were nearing the gates of Din Eidyn. That's when the ambush happened. 

From the woods charged Mael Dumnagual, furious over his humiliating defeat earlier, with a force of 150 men. Olaf and Matui were quickly surrounded. Knowing that fighting would spell their doom, they both surrendered to Mael Dumnagual. They were taken prisoner. Matui was thrown into the Din Eidyn dungeons, while Olaf was kept with Mael Dumnagual's warband, as the vassal of king Ri Mynyddog set out to conquer the enemies of his lord. Just as he had before when he slew the nobleman in the North, Olaf felt an uncontrollable rage inside him, and vowed to one day get his revenge on Mael Dumnagual. And after a week of captivity, Olaf saw his chance to escape, and took it.

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Post by Hubilub on Tue Jul 30, 2013 2:12 am

Actually, I just took the scarred eye. Now he looks more beaten up and less pirate-y

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Post by Furburt on Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:00 am

Did you actually beat a champion fighter with your feet?

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Post by Hubilub on Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:58 am

I did. I didn't throw sand, however

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Post by GrinningManiac on Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:31 pm

Interesting spelling they're using for the Celtic languages here. Dùn Èideann = Edinburgh, Din Eidyn is the Breton spelling, not the Welsh, which is Caer Edin.




They seem to be using Breton spellings for everything which is mad incorrect but interesting none the less.





The word "Map" means "son of" in Breton but is spelt "Mab" - the Welsh is "Ap" although they also have "Mab" as their word for "son". This is related to the Irish and Scottish "Mac". "Map" is a really old-fashioned spelling which makes sense in this context.




"Ferch" is daughter in Welsh but Verc'h is the Breton spelling again. They are both "mutations" of the word "Merch/Merc'h" which means "daughter" but comes from a unisex word for "young person" in Proto-Celtic.




Interestingly the main braching-off point between the British/Brythonic (Welsh, Cornish, Breton) and Gaelic (Gaidhlig, Gaeilge and Manx) can be demonstrated in these spellings.




The British group are known as the P-group and the Gaelic as the Q-group. This is because in ancient Proto-Celtic there were a series of what are called Labiovelar consonants - Kw - as in Quick or Queen. In the P-group the Labio-Velar became Labial and in the Q-group it became Velar. This meant that Kw in Welsh became P whereas in Irish it became K (or C as they spell it) 




Hence Map/Mac 

 

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Post by GrinningManiac on Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:34 pm

Well that was a tangent.

It's really fun to read these.

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Post by Hubilub on Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:41 pm

I am annoyed that your nerdyness is more interesting than my nerdyness

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Post by GrinningManiac on Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:53 pm

I am the king of trivia. It's more often a curse than a gift. Your average man in the street would mistake a rhetorical question for an actual one and give an answer. I mistake them for opportunities to lecture a room on the nature of Zulu military reforms. 

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OH WAIT A MINUTE

THE FACTION OF "GOUTODIN"? 

That's the GODODDIN! From the Y Gododdin! Goutodin is the Old Welsh spelling!

It's an old Welsh poem about the Gododdin - they were a nation of Welshmen who ruled south Scotland and are suspected to be the people who founded Edinburgh. The poem is basically about how kickass they all were and how they all died because they had a huge battle with the Anglo-Saxons and that they only reason most of them died was because they were so hardcore they had a party before the battle and got hammered and fought the battle drunk.  

Here's your king 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mynyddawg_Mwynfawr

Interesting that they used the Irish word "Rí" for King

Sorry, sorry. Celtic languages are a fetish of mine. A fetish. You heard me.

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Post by Xandy on Tue Jul 30, 2013 2:18 pm

Maniac should be the next Tolkien.

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Post by Xandy on Tue Jul 30, 2013 2:19 pm

Also I love the sound and style of Celtic languages too. Except Welsh, because all Welsh reads like alphabet vomit.

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Post by GrinningManiac on Tue Jul 30, 2013 5:48 pm

Welsh is my favourite, funnily enough. Every word looks like it's the name of an ancient kingdom.

Daearyddiaeth
Cantorion
Cleddyf
Barddoniaeth
Gwrthod
Wladgarwyr

Y Brenin Llew y Graig Ddu 

I like Breton because I enjoy the craziness of "c'h" - that's such an odd alphabetical choice.

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