The Cult of Saint Guthlac

The Cult of Saint Guthlac was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan in 2020 through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
==Description==
Eivor found a monk near a broken cart and decided to help.
==Dialogue==
The monk called out to Eivor.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: O! Me apple cart hath fallen! These apples must be eaten. They are too juicy to be left to rot!
Eivor approached him.
*Eivor: You have lost your apples.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: But I have. A devilish wind took me over, and I worry for them. But I've saved the finest and juiciest. O! These apples explode in your mouth with the iridescent light of Jesus.
*Eivor: What makes them special? An apple is an apple, no?
*Anglo-Saxon Man: O, I beg to differ, my friend! You see, every year we make the pilgrimage to the west, Hamme's farm.
*Eivor: Farmer Hamme to the west?
*Anglo-Saxon Man: Yes, we call him "The Hammer." And his apples are fine, have this sweet iron tinge in them. My friends have already made it back. They are surely feasting already, but... I fell on some misfortune. Me cart busted. O, if only me back wasn't knotted like a dying oak.
Eivor read the letter lying by the cart.
She picked up the crate of apples by the cart.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: O, eternal thanks for carrying the crate!''
The two chatted as they walked to a nearby farm together.
*Eivor: I'll be happy to share in the bounty of these apples with you once we meet up with your friend.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: O, surely. We will share the Lord's work with ye. The iron tinge, you will taste it. We all have earned it after fasting.
*Eivor: Fasting? Is that when you lack food for your god?
*Anglo-Saxon Man: Yes. We show our devotion. Remove distraction. But now, we give in to the fruits of our Creator's Work. Sharing an apple with a friend is the most sublime experience... O!
*Eivor: It is nice to sometimes sit back and simply enjoy an apple.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: With our fortune always changing in life, it is important to enjoy simple pleasures...
They neared the farm.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: O I am so excited for you [to] see my friend and eat apples with us. The act of walking, the pilgrimage we are going on!
*Anglo-Saxon Man: We will prostrate ourselves for Guthlac at the end of this glorious pilgrimage. Drown in his reward.
They arrived at the farm.
*Anglo-Saxon Man: Here we are! Our tiny sanctuary. Join in prayer for the apples if you like. We .
*Eivor: Bob?
*Anglo-Saxon Man: It is the only way to piously reap the reward of our Holy Father. Praise be to Him.
*Anglo-Saxon Man 2: O, Brother Holthwulf, and you've made a friend as well. Good to have you back!
Eivor set the crate of apples down while the two monks said a prayer in Latin before Brother Holthwulf started bobbing. She read a note on the table outside the house.''
==Outcome==
Eivor carried the crate of apples for the monk to a nearby farmhouse.
==Gallery==
ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 2.png|The monk sharing his woes with Eivor.
ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 3.png|Eivor helping the monk to carry the cart of apples.
ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 4.png|Eivor and the monk reached their destination.
==References==
*Assassin's Creed: Valhalla
Category:Memories of Eivor Varinsdottir
Category:Memories relived using the Animus HR-8.5
de:Der Kult des heiligen Gudlac