Comb of Champions

Comb of Champions was a virtual representation of one of Eivor Varinsdottir's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
==Description==
Eivor found several men searching for something near a lake's edge and investigated.
==Dialogue==
Eivor came across a man searching for something near the edge of a lake and a woman sitting on a blanket nearby.
*First Suitor: I'll be the one to find it. Just you wait and see.
*Bil: It must be around here somewhere.
Eivor spoke to the woman.
*Bil: I think there are some spots you missed!
*Eivor: What are these men hunting for?
*Bil: My comb. Whoever finds it wins an evening of my company. Care to join them?
She read a note left on a bench.
Eivor came across another man at the top of the waterfall.
*Second Suitor: I think I found the comb! Wait... this is a jawbone.
Eivor dove to the bottom of the lake and retrieved the comb, then returned to Bil.
*Eivor: I think this is yours.
*Bil: Halt in your search! A winner, and my comb has been found. Now, the prize for finding my comb is some of my time. A walk in nature, maybe more if that is where our conversation takes us.
*Eivor: I see. Lead on.
Eivor followed Bil, talking as they walked.
*Bil: You are different than the kind my flights of fancy attract. Burdened, decorated, and... delicate.
*Eivor: Delicate?
*Bil: The others, they are like clubs. Blunt and ungainly, you are nimble, like a knife.
*Eivor: Are you so in need of suitors that any passing woodsman or vikingr will do?
*Bil: I was married once. My Alfi died five winters back. Ours was a perfect marriage. I do not need another. But, am I to go the rest of my days without love or attention? I think not.
*Eivor: And the comb?
*Bil: Could be a comb, could be a brooch, or an arm ring. So long as it's lost and to be found by a helping hand
*Eivor: Any good tales come of this?
*Bil: Once I thought the same man had stumbled across me three times... gave me a fright. Turned out to be triplets.
Bil and Eivor reached a spot on a nearby cliff.
*Eivor: If this comb is worth nothing to you, what shall I do with it?
*Bil: You could keep it. Comb your hair. Or, I could comb it if you like.
*Eivor: Comb my hair? Is that why those men scrambled over each other?
*Bil: I could do more than comb your hair, find all your knots and snags and tame them... if you'd like.
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|-|I would enjoy your touch.=
*Eivor: My shoulders are tense, and my hair is a tangle. I could use a softer touch for these kinks.
*Bil: Then let me.
The two spent some time together.
*Bil: Hm-hm. Delicate touch, indelicate voice. This was fun, Eivor. Hold on to the comb, as a keepsake.
*Eivor: Thank you, Bil. You tamed some knots I haven't been able to reach myself.
|-|Thank you, but no.=
*Eivor: Thank you for the offer, but I cannot. Here, your comb.
*Bil: You keep it. It was a reward for my champion. Farewell.
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==Outcome==
Eivor recovered the comb for Bil and either slept with her or turned her down.
==Trivia==
*In any case Bil tells Eivor to keep the comb but it will actually disappear from the inventory if you choose to sleep with her and remain if you refuse.
==References==
*Assassin's Creed: Valhalla
Category:Memories of Eivor Varinsdottir
Category:Memories relived using the Animus HR-8.5