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The Divine:

The Weaver's - The Three Great Goddesses; Urðra, Veránda & Skúlda - the Maiden, the Matron and the Crone. They spin, weave and shear our fates into the Ymbwyrcan — the Great Tapestry of Life, to which even the Younger Gods are subject.

The Younger Gods, the Æðelings:

Seven brothers and sisters. All except for Yfelde Soð are either presumed dead or Banished)

Grund — God of the Earth

Lagufæ - Sea Goddess

Gléagerád — God of Mirth and Wisdom

Gældra — Goddess of Spirit & Magic (Died in the year 1046 of the age after the Dragon Wars)

Lígfýr — God of Fire

Cælcealda — Goddess of Air, Cold & Sorrow (Pain)

Yfelde Soð — God of Justice (Sole remaining God)

Árfæsliss — Goddess of Mercy (Hearth, Home & Healing)

Lufestræm — God of Love

Aðbǽrnesa — Goddess of Luck, Decay, Death & Rebirth

Yweorfan — God of Cultivation

Áwildia — Goddess of Wilderness (wild & untamed)

Cennan — God of Commerce, Crafts & Trade (Order)

Ámyrðria — Goddess of Chaos, Destruction, Drunkenness, Lies & Weal (She who undoes)

Swanford Village & Crystal Lake:

• Rowan - Journeyman Blacksmith (reluctant Hero)

• Boyle - Stableman (slightly slow of thought, but loyal and quite wise)

• Cedany - Rowan's village sweetheart, daughter of Vainard Miller - (a sweet young thing with a poor choice in friends)

• Gléager Oddtus — a Lore-Master (Histrio) and gléaman/joculator (a jester and a Foole who is definitely not a fool ... and who knows far more than he should)

• Duke Emdyn de Mosena - Duke of Tellesmere (a dithering cheapskate)

• Lady Ayleth — the daughter and only child of the Duke - (beauty and some brains, but spoilt utterly thoroughly)

• Vainard Miller — the Headman of Swanford Village (a pompous ass-kisser)

• Àcheram - Dockmaster (a keen watchful eye)

• Ypreth - Innkeeper, The Goblin's Head Tavern [Púca Cápa local village tavern] (pulls a proper pint)

• Kelvin Hunuwald - Innkeeper, The Green Sails Inn [dockside inn] (pulls a meager pint)

• Gorge Smith - Master Blacksmith (cantankerous but fair)

• Bryce - Friend of Rowan, guardsman - (keen of eye, slow of foot)

• Arard — Night Sergeant of Crossroads Bridge and Watchtower - (dim of eye, slender and swift as a greyhound)

• Duflyl - Sergeant of River Watchtower - (much keener of eye, but too fat to even think of running anywhere)

• Robrick - Lieutenant in command of Crossroads Bridge and Watchtower - (dutiful but friendly)

• Sedric - Warehouse Master - (extremely dutiful but not particularly friendly)

• Cegred - Stable Master - (sloven and lazy, and often surly ... when sober)

• Frigrast - Head Factor - (constantly worries about the river trade)

• Juro — a Fisherman (occasionally worries about dock traffic ruining his fishing)

• Lankfred - Priest, Church of Yfelde Soð — God of Justice (a small petty and intolerant man who burns with zeal)

• Ethrell — a Wise-woman/town healer — (a smaller but very tolerant woman with no particular regrets)

• Loren - A misguided traveler who finds the right path

• Arila - part fish/part young mischievous woman

On the Emerald River and south:

• Coryn - Captain of The Lady Ellyn - (careful, cautious and handles his boat with the grace of a river otter)

• Tory - First Mate, The Lady Ellyn - (impudent and impatient)

• Beryl - Second Mate, The Lady Ellyn & Tory's consort - (a wiser and less bold lady)

• Daren & Tashyl - Able seamen, The Lady Ellyn - (nimble and hard working)

• Brenga & Gaylyn - Able sealadies, The Lady Ellyn - (nimbler and also hard working ... and much more decorative)

• Rothale - Lieutenant of Lady Ayleth's Bodyguard - (a scoundrel)

• Kaldyn - Sergeant, Rothale's right hand man - (a born cutthroat)

• Slaryle, Kelven & Fenenin - (loyal but unfortunate men at arms)

• Vorenia - a treacherous whore

• Leresia — a badly frightened widow

• Gwenda - A Baron's daughter - (an enterprising captive of the Eorfleode, Boar-Men)

• Ashburn — a man fortunate to get a second chance to make a good first impression

• Count Renfield — A sensible and progressive nobleman

• Jim'ose - Goblin leader, Lore-Master & shaman

In Broadmore and Everdun:

• Kelvin U'Roth, the Duke of Broadmore (young and haughty, but not too bad of an egg)

• Denis — an accountant, but still a useful fellow

• Harald and Guilliam — Living proof that no good deed goes unpunished

Non-Humans:

• Daemons — the malevolent race of Infernals, who have been banished from the world since the end of the mythical Dragon Wars

• Dweorg — semi-mythical race of the folk who live beneath the earth and delve for riches; unseen by men since the end of the Dragon Wars

• Eorfleode, called by men the Boar-Men — dangerous and as strong as oxen, and nearly as smart

• Eotenas — a monster, any dangerous creature of the wilderness

• Orcneas - evil spirits without physical substance

• Púca, or the race of the Púcel in their own tongue — Formally called by men the Nihtgenga, or the Night-goers, but most commonly called Goblins

• Ylfe — a reclusive race of forest hunters who revere nature; rarely seen

Useful Terminology & Dictionary —

• Anda — a horror/fear

• Bay (body of water) — Vágr (such as Vágráþrír — Bay of Three Rivers)

• Boar — Evers; Eorf (or) Eofor) God of the Eorfleode — Ingui "Boar God" (male aspect 'Goddess of Destruction')

• Dragon - draca; wyrm

• Eagle — arth; Eagle Valley — Arden

• False — léaslic; literally something that is a profound lie and against the rightful order of things. Used to name The Seven, if in their mortal guises.

• Minstrel — Gléaman (sings, tells stories and plays instruments); joculator (acrobatics, dances or juggles, tells jokes); mimus (dance and epic stage drama); ministrellis (0r) mestier (musician primarily of that craft); Skald (slightly more honorific, specializing in epic song); Histrio or Lore-Master (being an acknowledged master of several crafts of lore, usually including history, ancient epic poetry, herbalism and the arts of healing)

• God - God (m), æðeling; líffréa (f) Lord of life; source of life líffruma (f); heathen godgield (n) idol; image of a God like person

• Guard — voror (or) geyma (or) varoa

• Island — ey (n)

• King - allvaldr (m) (sovereign ruler); gástcyning (m) soul's king, High Seat — Yppe (high place) Olanyppe

• Moon-Woman - galdorfǽmne

• Peace-Weaver — fríþwebba (f), (also variants (friðusibb, pron. "fri-thu-sib")

• Pair, Joined - gemæcca, those sharing a single double-heart life thread.

• People — Leode

• Protect — varoi (or) verja

• River — Fljot (or) á (such as Emerald-á — Emerald River)

• Sorceress — lybbestre (f) (often used disrespectfully)

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"I don't care what you say, courage or not, that was still a damned stupid thing to do! What were you thinking? You weren't!" Boyle sadly muttered from Ayleth's deathbed, later that evening inside the small keep of Lacestone. "I sent the reserves to hold the left flank and they did!" She whispered, her face sheet white and pale with pain from her crippling and mortal injuries and extreme loss of blood. "The counter-attack swept their right flank and we merged with both the light and...

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