[section]~ Eben had remained silent during the exchange between The Sea King and his loyal subjects. The younger brother had to admit that when push came to shove, Thorir had a natural knack for setting the pushing aside and reminding the crew that they either prospered or sank together. In Thorir, Eben saw a true leader, the man who should sit upon the throne of Grandael and rule in their father's stead.
Yet, with such sanguine courage and passion, Eben sometimes worried that his kin was too bold, too self-assured. While Eben Marenson may have had concerns and troubles, they were only ever for the betterment of himself and the crew: to be cautious was not the same as to be a coward, and to heed the songs of The Gods was not akin to begging them for everything a man could receive. Odin may not have troubled himself over his prophesized death to Fenrir, but that did not mean it unconcerned him entirely.
It only further highlighted how despite their similarities, the two brothers had grown up in different environments: Thorir had been born and raised to lead, to carry sword and word together to conquer men's lands and minds. Eben, meanwhile, had been instilled with a similar fire but told to burn quietly, for his light was an abomination to others. Though he expressed himself in the stanzas of glory, Eben himself was never quite sure how to understand the songs. And what of the Demiurge and the Unifier? That God that Eben had lived in the lands of for most of his life, the one he perhaps knew more of and yet at the same time understood even less? Eben worried because at the end of the day, he was no Thor: he was a mortal man who could be killed and thrown into the dark ocean long before he ever faced his Jǫrmungandr. Wyrd or not, Eben knew this was a possibility: he just wasn't sure if his brother did.
When the call came to arm and the crew dispersed, the youngest son of Volund shook his head slightly.
" I swear, some days were it not for you, these vikingr would tear one another apart in their suspicions and squabbles," he lamented before breaking a smile and patting Thorir affectionately on the shoulder.
" So long as you stay at the helm, though, I can't imagine anything befalling us that we could not overcome. I will see to the preparations, make sure the men are ready for a fight."
With that, Eben went to follow the rest of the crew on the snekkja, checking over axes, shields, and spears alike and making sure that the oars were ready for when the pursuit came. He gave a look back to his brother, pondering.
King of The Sea, and Fearless of Fate. Would that our temperaments were reversed, that I might have made a different life for myself and her.
He shook his thoughts and went back to overseeing their planned raid, praying that Odin would guide their spears to a swift victory on Njord's domain. ~[/section]
[sblock=Eben's Stats]Character Sheet
HP: 30/30
Condition: Normal
Initiative: +1
Perception: +8
[sblock=Combat Stats]AC: 17 Flat: 16 Touch: 11
Fort: 5 Reflex: 2 Will: 5
In Hand: Nothing
Masterwork Longsword: +7, 1d8+3, 19-20/x2
Composite Longbow: +4 1d8+3, 20/x3, 110. ft.
Arrows: 40/40[/sblock]
[sblock=Spells & Powers]Cantrips: Unlimited
Dancing Lights
Know Direction
Mage Hand
Message
Prestidigitation
Read Magic
Level 1: 4/Day
Horn of Pursuit
Moment of Greatness
Read Weather
Timely Inspiration
Windy Escape
Level 2: 2/Day
Invisibility
Mirror Image
Skald Abilities:
Raging Song: 18/18 Rounds Remaining
Powerful Blow: 1/1 Per Day
Born Free: 1/1 Per Day[/sblock]
[sblock=Adventure Notes]Transactions:
Total Coin: 28.03 GP
Game Info:[/sblock][/sblock]
Yet, with such sanguine courage and passion, Eben sometimes worried that his kin was too bold, too self-assured. While Eben Marenson may have had concerns and troubles, they were only ever for the betterment of himself and the crew: to be cautious was not the same as to be a coward, and to heed the songs of The Gods was not akin to begging them for everything a man could receive. Odin may not have troubled himself over his prophesized death to Fenrir, but that did not mean it unconcerned him entirely.
It only further highlighted how despite their similarities, the two brothers had grown up in different environments: Thorir had been born and raised to lead, to carry sword and word together to conquer men's lands and minds. Eben, meanwhile, had been instilled with a similar fire but told to burn quietly, for his light was an abomination to others. Though he expressed himself in the stanzas of glory, Eben himself was never quite sure how to understand the songs. And what of the Demiurge and the Unifier? That God that Eben had lived in the lands of for most of his life, the one he perhaps knew more of and yet at the same time understood even less? Eben worried because at the end of the day, he was no Thor: he was a mortal man who could be killed and thrown into the dark ocean long before he ever faced his Jǫrmungandr. Wyrd or not, Eben knew this was a possibility: he just wasn't sure if his brother did.
When the call came to arm and the crew dispersed, the youngest son of Volund shook his head slightly.
" I swear, some days were it not for you, these vikingr would tear one another apart in their suspicions and squabbles," he lamented before breaking a smile and patting Thorir affectionately on the shoulder.
" So long as you stay at the helm, though, I can't imagine anything befalling us that we could not overcome. I will see to the preparations, make sure the men are ready for a fight."
With that, Eben went to follow the rest of the crew on the snekkja, checking over axes, shields, and spears alike and making sure that the oars were ready for when the pursuit came. He gave a look back to his brother, pondering.
King of The Sea, and Fearless of Fate. Would that our temperaments were reversed, that I might have made a different life for myself and her.
He shook his thoughts and went back to overseeing their planned raid, praying that Odin would guide their spears to a swift victory on Njord's domain. ~[/section]
[sblock=Eben's Stats]Character Sheet
HP: 30/30
Condition: Normal
Initiative: +1
Perception: +8
[sblock=Combat Stats]AC: 17 Flat: 16 Touch: 11
Fort: 5 Reflex: 2 Will: 5
In Hand: Nothing
Masterwork Longsword: +7, 1d8+3, 19-20/x2
Composite Longbow: +4 1d8+3, 20/x3, 110. ft.
Arrows: 40/40[/sblock]
[sblock=Spells & Powers]Cantrips: Unlimited
Dancing Lights
Know Direction
Mage Hand
Message
Prestidigitation
Read Magic
Level 1: 4/Day
Horn of Pursuit
Moment of Greatness
Read Weather
Timely Inspiration
Windy Escape
Level 2: 2/Day
Invisibility
Mirror Image
Skald Abilities:
Raging Song: 18/18 Rounds Remaining
Powerful Blow: 1/1 Per Day
Born Free: 1/1 Per Day[/sblock]
[sblock=Adventure Notes]Transactions:
Total Coin: 28.03 GP
Game Info:[/sblock][/sblock]