Banner Nord Saga

Quest Details

## Quest Dialogue

* **Skarde**: *Are you prepared to embark on a mission of glory?*
* **Skarde**: *Will you restore a once great tribe to its fearful place in history?*
* **Skarde**: *1. Yes! 2. No.*

 *(1. Yes!)* This starts the quest.
 *(2. No)*
* **Skarde**: *Pah. You inland types. So soft*

Since we want to start the quest, choose 1. Yes! and let's do it!
* **Skarde**: *The gods smile upon this day!*
* **Skarde**: *I am Skarde, once chieftan of displace tribe of Rünvolk.*
* **Skarde**: *Rünvolk? Gnarly. Where are they now?*
* **Skarde**: *They're in a village to the west of here. I've been sent to the mines to do community service.*
* **Player**: *What was the charge?*
* **Skarde**: *Drunk tithing. Anyway, to my tale of past glories!*
* **Skarde**: *Once we scourged the coasts and rivers of this land, but a great blizzard split our ship upon the rocks.*
* **Skarde**: *I sent my warband to the farthest corners of the realm, to regain our strength and coin in any way they could.*
* **Skarde**: *But now i am growing old and wish to sail to glory one last time!*
* **Skarde**: *I hereby invoke the summons!*
* **Narrator**: *He holds in his palm a wooden disc, carved with runes. Skarde thrusts it towards you.*
* **Skarde**: *eek out the remainder of my warband and present them with this sigil.*
* **Skarde**: *Ragnar, Gertrud and Sigrid. They will know that I command their return.*
* **Skarde**: *Bring me word of their decision, be it yay or nay.*
* **Player**: *And what if it's maybay?*
* **Skarde**: *...*
* **Player**: *I'll get right to it.*
* **Skarde**: *Start with Ragnar. He's pretty close by to the south. Wanders around something called a 'guild hub' I belive.*
* **Player**: *I see. Is that one of the 'farthest corners of the realm'?*
* **Narrator**: *Skarde huffs cutely and stopmps his foot.*
* **Skarde**: *It was for dramatic effect!*
* **Skarde**: *Show Ragnar the sigil---- he'll now what it means.*

Go south to the guild hub and speak to Ragnar.
* **Ragnar**: *Are you here for a song? Penny a tune!*
* **Player**: *Skarde sent me, along with this sigil.*
* **Ragnar**: *Raven's blood! Old Cleft-Chin calls me home.*
* **Player**: *And how do you answer, Ragnar... Flute-Player?*
* **Ragnar**: *Ha! I was once Ragnar the Rager, Wracker of Ruin.*
* **Ragnar**: *But now, as you say, I am Ragnar the Flute-Player.*
* **Ragnar**: *My answer must be a no. I have a family here. I am sorry.*
* **Player**: *I'll let him down gently.*

Go back north and speak to Skarde.
* **Skarde**: *I cannot wait for Ragnar to return!*
* **Narrator**: *You tell him of Ragnar's decision.*
* **Skarde**: *Even the boy's beard has grown soft in these feeble lands.*
* **Skarde**: *He has pawned his mighty axe for a lilting flute, and brought shame upon us.*
* **Player**: *But he's really good.*
* **Skarde**: *He was 'really good' at raiding, young one.*
* **Narrator**: *Skarde shakes his head.*
* **Skarde**: *Getrud will not betray me so.*
* **Skarde**: *Search for her in one of the farming villages towards the centre of this land, Northeast of here.*
* **Skarde**: *If you get lost, I hear she bought her plot near the yellow brick road.*

Follow the yellow brick road east and speak to Gertrud.
* **Gertrud**: *Skarde sent you, then.*
* **Player**: *How did you know?*
* **Gertrud**: *The wood of the sigil sings to me, little one. But i cannot answer its call.*
* **Gertrud**: *In the years since our tribe was splintered, I have put down roots here, among these fields.*
* **Gertrud**: *I am for the wild seas no more. You must tell Skarde so.*
* **Player**: *He won't like it.*
* **Gertrud**: *Of that I am sure.*

Go back to Skarde.
* **Skarde**: *So? What did brave Gertrud say?*
* **Narrator**: *You tell him of Gertrud's decision.*
* **Skarde**: *She dives a spear through my heart. Such heartless words!*
* **Skarde**: *And all for what?*
* **Player**: *She seemed \*really\* happy there, Chief.*
* **Skarde**: *What happiness can she find in fields that she cannot find on the prow of a longship!? Ungrateful!*
* **Player**: *I'm sorry.*
* **Skarde**: *No matter! Find Sigrid, my last hope.*
* **Skarde**: *I sense her far to the east near a castle, amongst merchant stands.*
* **Skarde**: *And smelling of...fish stew?*

Follow the yellow brick road east, go past Gertrud, go to Plenty and speak to Sigrid.
* **Narrator**: *A muscle-bound woman hawks bowls of stirnking fish stew. It's not for everyone.*
* **Player'*:*** *ve come from Skarde - he summons you to reform the warband, or something?*
* **Sigrid**: *That sigil. Oh, Skarde. This breaks my heart, but I cannot return to him.*
* **Sigrid**: *My business here requires so much attention - I have customers that rely on my cooking!*
* **Narrator**: *You keenly notice the absence of customers... and fish for that matter.*
* **Player**: *Really? Selling that? It doesn't even look like fish!*
* **Sigrid**: *This is a demonstrator model, once fishing is up and running and we have plenty of water sources, I'll make a killing!*
* **Sigrid**: *It's an acquired taste, but believe me, it's very popular.*

T\* **Sigrid**: *ell him his hearthguard has a new home to protect.*
* **Sigrid**: *But he is welcome to visit my food stall anytime.*
* **Player**: *I'll tell him.*

Go back to Skarde.
* **Skarde**: *Is this it? The final stone on my burial mound?*
* **Narrator**: *You tell him of Sigrid's decision.*
* **Skarde**: *She has forsaken her tribe! Cuisine is not the Rünvolk way!*
* **Player**: *seems like she's got it all set up. She said you should visit!*
* **Skarde**: *Pah! I strike the drum, call my hearthguard to me, and this is her reply?*
* **Narrator**: *He is \*not\* pleased. Give him a moment to cool down, then talk to him again.*

Speak with Skarde again.
* **Skarde**: *The betrayal is complete. Skarde sits abandoned, the last true Rünvolk.*
* **Skarde**: *My culture will die with my name, then. Leave me to my grief.*
* **Player**: *Is there anything I can do?*
* **Skarde**: *You can tell Ragnar, Gertrud and Sigrid they are Rünvolk no more!*
* **Skarde**: *and give me back my sigil! I shall cast it in the flames and watch it burn.*
* **Skarde**: *And with it... my hope!*
* **Narrator**: *He melodrmatically raises his hand to his head and sighs.*

Go south to the guild hub and speak to Ragnar.
* **Ragnar**: *How did he take it?*
* **Narrator**: *You tell him of Skarde's reaction.*
* **Ragnar**: *Skarde said that? I feel terrible now.*
* **Player**: *I'm sure he'll get over it.*
* **Ragnar**: *You don't understand! A Rünvolk grudge is forever.*
* **Player**: *Can we do anything to... cheer him up?*
* **Ragnar**: *You said he was worried the tribe would die with him?*
* **Player**: *Something like that. He's mad on the old traditions.*
* **Ragnar**: *Well... We could make him a Saga, It's a banner, covered in stories of the tribe's exploits.*
* **Player**: *Sounds doable!*
* **Ragnar**: *You'd have to write down some stories, and I'll embroider them onto the banner.*
* **Ragnar**: *Start with mine - get your quill ready!*

Speak to Ragnar again to get Ragnar's Story.
* **Player**: *Alright, I'm ready for your story, hit it!*
* **Narrator**: *Ragnar spins his tale...*
* **Narrator**: *Caught in a raging typhoon, the wardband feated that all was lost.*
* **Narrator**: *Not an order could be heard above the thunder and the waves.*
* **Narrator**: *But Skarde took to the prow of the ship, and sang against the waves.*
* **Narrator**: *Row! Row! Row!*
* **Ragnar**: *And that's my story!*

Follow the yellow brick road east and speak to Gertrud to get Gertrud's Story.
* **Player**: *Okay, I'm ready for your story.*
* **Narrator**: *Gertrud launches into her story.*
* **Narrator**: *Pinned between two vengeful villages, the Rünvolk hunkered in an inhospitable glen.*
* **Narrator**: *But Skarde dug in the muddy grasses, and showed them the wonder of plants...*
* **Narrator**: *The Rünvolk lived off clover and wild garlic til the coast was clear.*
* **Gertrud**: *Make sure you return to Ragnar once you've collected all of our stories.*
* **Gertrud**: *He always had a knack for making sagas.*
* **Player**: *Would i be right in saying that Skarde taught you more than just looting and pillaging?*
* **Gertrud**: *I will always remember his love of plants. I'm surprised he was able to forget.*

Go to Plenty and speak to Sigrid to get Sigrid's Story.
* **Player'*:*** *m ready to hear your story, lay it on me.*
* **Narrator**: *Sigrid launches into her story.*
* **Narrator**: *One Winter, when the raids had yielded nothing in the way of food, the tribe came close to starvation.*
* **Narrator**: *But the cunning Skarde hooked worms to the sail of his longship.*
* **Narrator**: *Seabirds feasted on the worms, and the Rünvolk feasted on the roasted seabirds.*
* **Player**: *So it was Skarde that got you into cooking?*
* **Sigrid**: *You know, until now I never saw it like that. But it's true.*
* **Sigrid**: *Go to Ragnar when you've got everyone's stories, he'll help you put it all together.*
* **Sigrid**: *Good luck with the Saga - and thank you.*

Go back to the guild hub and speak to Ragnar once you have all 3 stories to get Skarde's Saga.
* **Ragnar**: *Wow, you managed to gather all the stories together!*
* **Ragnar**: *Now all you need to do is hand them over and I'll work my magic.*
* **Player**: *Please be quick. Skarde is so sad he's monologuing.*
* **Narrator**: *Ragnar takes the stories and weaves them deftly into the cloth banner.*
* **Narrator**: *Watching his prowess, you feel your knowledge of tailoring slighty increase. There could be a new loom in your future!*
* **Ragnar**: *And that's that! One complete saga. A true masterpiece, if I do say so myself!*
* **Narrator**: *He chuckles gleefully, looking at you with clear expectation of praise.*
* **Player**: *I don't mean to seem ungrateful, but... this banner doesn't scream "Rünvolk" to me.*
* **Ragnar**: *I haven't seen any Rünvolk art in a long time, okay?!*
* **Ragnar**: *Besides, Skarde's half blind. Once he starts crying his eyes out, he'll never know the difference.*

Go back to Skarde with Skarde's Saga.
* **Skarde**: *It cannot be. What you hold in your hand...*
* **Player**: *Your saga, Chief Skarde, written by the hearthguards and shieldbearers of your tribe.*
* **Narrator**: *Tears blinding him to its questionable appearance, he takes the banner with tremblin hands.*
* **Skarde**: *Rangar. Gertrud... Sigrid. I see how the Rünvolk ways still live on in you.*
* **Player**: *All is not lost.*
* **Skarde**: *Please, adventurer, help yourself to use of my loom. You clearly have a talent for mending that which is torn.*
* **Skarde**: *May you use it to aid others as you have me.*
* **Player**: *A loom, eh? I take it that means your hearthguards aren't the only ones with new hobbies.*

*(\*Quest Ends\*)*

## Getting Started

1. Speak with Skarde in the mining camp, north-west of Emerald city.

## Gather the Warband

1. Talk to Ragnar south of Skarde, at the guild hub.
2. Talk to Skarde at the mining camp.
3. Talk to Getrud. Follow the yellow brick road east and find her next to the road standing in a wheat field.
4. Talk to Skarde at the mining camp.
5. Talk to Sigrid in Plenty. She is at the fruit stalls near the bridge to Coyn.
6. Talk to Skarde at the mining camp.

## Creating the saga

1. Talk to Skarde once again.
2. Talk to Ragnar south of Skarde, at the guild hub.
3. Talk to Getrud. Follow the yellow brick road east and find her next to the road standing in a wheat field.
4. Talk to Sigrid in Plenty. She is at the fruit stalls near the bridge to Coyn.
5. Talk to Ragnar south of Skarde, at the guild hub.
6. Talk to Ragnar again and he will combine the three stories into Skarde's Saga.
7. Talk to Skarde at the mining camp.

## Rewards

Access to Skarde's loom located in the building just south of him.

Congratulations!