Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The Crusaders II The players fiddles 8.7

1.          The Hall of Judgment

A few days ago, this hall was filled with the sound of merriment and ongoing feasts, but now its filled with gloom and sadness. The High Back Chair withstood the explosion while the table was replaced with a new one. Odin took his place there to faced his surviving warriors. There are about two hundred of them there alongside with his other son, Thor. 

"Warriors of Asgard, this realm need to call on you again. We are to fight not the enemies outside our boundary but within these borders. We are going to fight brothers to brothers, families to families and the blood would flow in this land." Odin looked at the warriors. "When we finished this war, I would personally punished Loki."

The warriors all cheered and hit their weapons on their shield. Then Odin continued.

"Ride out and bring back the devoted. We would defend this realm."

The warriors dispersed to ride for their friends and whoever they can called on to defend the realm, except two; Thor and Balder. They stood there and wait for their father to speak.

"Father, who among us would lead the warriors?" Thor nudged his brother with his hammer while the later placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"My only only surviving sons' cannot even agreed to their leadership before the war is sad. I did not plan to appoint any of you at all." That drew the warriors to cursed under their whispering. It was Thor again who battled the choice.

"Surely you cannot tell us that Heimdall would lead. He's more like a guard's man than a leader."

"Did I say the both of you have any opinions to the matter?" Odin whispered back with a cynical smile. "I am appointing her." Odin points to Geraldine. It was then when Heimdall barged pass the Hall doors.

"I am no submitting myself to no lady with a set of toothpick." Heimdall approached Odin and pause in front of Geraldine. "No offence to you, my lady."

"None taken." Geraldine kicked out with her right boots at the inside of Heimdall's thigh. She grabbed his half crouched head and slammed him hard on the flooring. Thor and Balder stood affixed at this lady's speed.

"Geraldine is my appointed vassal. She wears my greaves on her wrists," Odin points to the greaves on Geraldine. It showed a series of circular word 'O' overlay with the symbol of the lightning. "With that she wield my strength. Bow before your leader now."

Both Thor and Balder went down on one knee and bowed to her. 

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