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" The pilliger of the indes: I, Ragnarr, have finally done it; I have reached India! For many years, I boldly led my carls in the mediterannian, stealing the gold of the romans, the wheat of the egyptions, and both of those inferior peoples holy icons, wrought in all kindes of jewels and presious metals. But once I had heard of the land made of silk and gems, I could not help myself. I spent thousands of gold coins, much of my life and my famlies lives, but in the end it was worth it. Now, I rule the maldives. There, I shall raid this continent like it has never been raided before; there women will be kidnapped, their sons and fathers killed, and their riches pilliged. But my son, Stykar, seems to have some diffrent goals in mind. The boy seems to hunger for land, constantly talking about the three great dynsastys of india. Very well, my boy: I shall conquer you a realm for your own, and maybe one day, India will be yours."
Stranger in a Strange land: It has not been an unknown fact that we are a Minority in this world; our attempts to convert the local populace have gone in vain. These Hindu's, Buddhists, and Jains will not see reason. You, becoming ever frustrated with the religious affairs of your country, have decided to invite a Shaman from the old country, to help you show these savages Odin's light. Option A: May Thor push away all storms in his wake. Option B: Cancel the meeting. The sword will keep them down. The Meeting: You The Shaman and talk for hours, trying to understand why these infidels are so stubborn. He admits that Odin's will is weak here, and that you might need to find a way to talk to him directly. When you tell him there are now Crows to contact Odin, he scratches his beard and suggests "Did you ever try talking to a bearded Vulture? Closest thing to a crow around here" Option A: If you say so Option B: Sacrifice this lunatic now!
The Vulture: Vultures make poor substitutes or crows but when one is desperate, they will try anything. You hike all over the jungle, until you find such a bird. You walk up slowly to it, trying not to startle it, until it looks behind it and looks you straight in the eye. You stand silent, terrified of this bird. He has one gold eye and one blue, a sign ofthe All-father, but on such a foreign animal all piety one could derive of the symbol's presence is perverted. Finally, the bird opens it's beak and squaks "Om" Option A: Umm, Om? Option B: Allah Akbar!(goes insane converts to Sunni Islam). Enlightenment: After you say the holy sylable, the bird congratulates you and begins telling you the truths of the earth. When he, Odin, sired the gods, for every baby as white as snow there was one as brown and mud, some hideously malformed and similar to animals. He sent the mud babies out to sea, hoping that this shame would never be known of. This went on until one day on his wife, Frigg, gave birth to a brown giant that did not cry, nearly killing her. He sent that baby away too. With a tear in his eyes, he told you that ragnorok had happened centuries years ago; however, it was worse then ever perdicted. All the gods are dead, and now your northern brothers will fall to the Christians. However, the gods are not gone. When he had died, Odin's essence was transferred to his youngest brown son. When Odin saw that his monstrosities had become the gods of this land, he was filled with so much anger he killed and ate them all. Weeping with grief, he was surprised to find himself transforming into a women. He gave birth to hundreds of thousands of young, all of which was partially composed of the particles of the eaten gods, the old gods, and himself. When you ask him what he was, he answered " I am Odin, and I am Brahman, and I am all the new gods composed of the old. But you and your offspring will of thousands of years to understand the names and characteristics of all his aspects, but there is one thing you must understand now; I am Odhin, and your seed will be planted all across this continent, and it will sprout a flower which will bloom eternal. Option A: Oh Odhin, teach me more!(converts to Indo-Norse) Option B: As much as I like the idea of sperading my seed, you are a demon. Die!
I'd like you to think up effects and conditions for these events to fire.