So the crow that’s been riding around on Claire’s shoulder (and
that gave the prophecy I’ve mentioned) is one of the aspects of the
Morrigan. Don’t ask me how many of them
there are, I don’t know. And,
unsurprisingly, the Morrigan’s prophecy included a price that Claire had to
pay. A human sacrifice, to be
exact. Ken was used to seeing her mother
accept sacrifices I’m sure, Claire didn’t bat an eye either, if Andrew had any
strong reaction to it he didn’t show it, Cindy and I both found it a bit
tasteful but didn’t protest, Lexi…did not think very highly of it at all.
Which lead to her bargaining with a second aspect of the
Morrigan to try to avert the sacrifice.
And she ultimately ended up sacrificing a toe. It worries me a bit. I mean, it’s noble of her to try to protect
lives as much as she can. But…she just
about moved heaven and earth to keep us from killing a troll for crying out
loud, back in Whittier. She just doesn’t
seem to be able to accept that sometimes people are going to have to die. And I’m worried about what might come of
that.
But that second aspect of the Morrigan did also mention a
white elephant that she was trying to get rid of. Apparently Rhia gave it to much attention, or
something. Anyway, I struck a bargain
with her. In exchange for taking the
elephant off her hands she twisted the Geas she put on me so I’m no longer
bound to protect Ken. Looking back,
doing that right in front of Ken might not have been the most tactful thing in
the world. But…by the gods I haven’t been
able to move past it so easily as she seems to have been able to do. And being bound to value her safety over
everyone else’s doesn’t help matters any.
She ended it; I get to do what I need to in order to move on.
Anyway, while all that was going on we spotted some more of
Goras’s soldiers coming in. At the time
we were thankful that they weren’t find us.
Unfortunately, that’s because they weren’t after us. Instead they left with Nikolas, since he hadn’t
followed us to the oracle and all. Which
is just…
The war’s going to happen, I can feel it. There’ve been people putting it in motion for
far longer than we’ve known it was brewing, and they’re still steps ahead of
us. If it was just fate moving the war
forward, then maybe. But as it is I
think we’re far too late to be able to stop it.
So I have to prepare for it.
I need to go to Asgard anyway, since Njord agreed to watch
over the elephant for me there. It’s too
big for me to bring with me everywhere I go, and I’d rather it not get attacked
or hurt in my absence. So Asgard seems
the safest place for it. And I’d
mentioned to Claire that I’d never actually been involved firsthand in military
tactics. With the specter of war coming
that’ll have to change in a hurry. And,
well, I talked to Freyja a bit too. What
better place to get a crash course with that kind of thing than the plains of
Idavoll?
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