Art-Scop

Art-Scop 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 heard a bard singing a song and approached him.
==Dialogue==
Eivor heard a bard singing.
*Berk the Bard: Heroes aplenty, warriors so many, but most walk about with heads that are empty. Would a soul in these lands, pay heed to a man, who wanders this world without a clan? Hey! You! My eyes and soul do not deceive me! You are the Wolf-Kissed, are you not? Come, come!
She approached him.
*Eivor: Greetings, bard.
*Berk the Bard: That face, that scowl... yes, indeed, you must be the Wolf-Kissed! Your fame and generosity are well-known to me!
*Eivor: You have a flatterer's tongue, bard. But how do you know me?
*Berk the Bard: The deeds of the great are a bard's stock in trade. The brave are wealthy, the wealthy are brave. So it goes. How about it, Eivor the Wanderer? Part with a queen's ransom and live on in immortal song?
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|-|A fair trade. (295)=
*Eivor: Silver comes and silver goes, but the fame of the great endures.
*Berk the Bard: Both wise and generous! Truly you are history's mightiest champion. Now, hold tight while my muse inspires me.
He began singing.
*Berk the Bard: From beyond the whale-roads, from history unknown,did the Norse take a stand, and now all must atone.Now comes Eivor of the Ravens, with the sun for eyes,trailing a river of blood, enough to paint the skies!Succumb to your fate with a kiss, a blade to your throat, the wolf's fangs to your shins.For the one blessing and the one curse, is to meet the Wolf-Kissed!
*Eivor: Your s are weak. However, you make up for it with your clever tongue.
*Berk the Bard: Tis the tale of a bard such as I! We give and give and get nothing back. So it goes. Farewell, generous champion!
|-|I'll waste no coin on you.=
*Eivor: I heard you sing, bard. Your songs aren't worth a copper bit.
*Berk the Bard: Frugal and rude! You're even less fun than you look.
He began singing.
*Berk the Bard: There was a cheap little Norse. Stinking of ale,with a face like a horse, and a pony for a tail.What was the name of this hideous boar?To speak it brings shame, but it's Eivor!Eivor! Always second, never the first.Made to do a master's bidding, a servant cursed!Alas ends the tale of Eivor the Boar,the Cheap, the Second! Ei-ei-ei-vor! Oink!
*Eivor: I could kill you with a single swing, but I'd rather not stain my weapon.
*Berk the Bard: I merely sung the truth! Your brutish threats hold no power over a bard like me.
|-|I will be back.=
*Eivor: Let me find a fuller purse someday, and perhaps I shall return.
*Berk the Bard: The world weeps at its loss! Go forth and plunder, so that all may hear your praises properly sung."
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Eivor found a note from the bard.
==Outcome==
Eivor either paid Berk and listened to his song of praise or refused to donate and heard a song of insults.
==References==
*Assassin's Creed: Valhalla
Category:Memories of Eivor Varinsdottir
Category:Memories relived using the Animus HR-8.5