Chapter 3: The Hall of Judgement
Frode serves all the drinks with a smile, thegns fresh from winter raiding were great for business. While pouring drinks for other customers he listens to the conversation between Brandaelfr's companions then he pours another large ale and slams in down on the bar in front of another patron who had been sleeping with his head down, "Wake up Geirolf! It's time to pitch your harebrained quest again! Brandaelfr, after the stories you just told me, it might be worth hearing him out."
The man on Brandaelfr's right sits upright and begins chugging the flagon without saying a word. As the ale drizzles out the side of his mouth the party takes the man in. His disheveled, unkempt beard and wild hair standing out at the odd angles of sleep. He wears a chain shirt with a stained and torn tabard of the Tyr over it and a greatsword on his back. Brandaelfr and Dagrak recognize him as Geirolf Tyrthegn, a priest of the Law Giver, though the man is clearly much worse for the wear. The man belches loudly and wipes his mouth with his beard.
"It's all connected! All of it! The Nordalfr activity! The undead! The rise of the demon cults! All of it is related! Nobody believes me, but it's true and I know how to bring things back into balance!"
Frode slaps his palm to his face and shakes his head. He grabs the flagon and refills it for the babbling priest, "Geirolf! Tone down the crazy and start from the beginning."
The priest nods to Frode in apology then opens his mouth to speak, thinks better if it then chugs the second flagon of ale. Setting down the flagon he takes a deep breathe then turns to the adventurers with ale dripping down his beard, but also much more composure than before, "Have you ever heard of the legends of the Hall of Judgement? The legends are true and the time to rediscover it is now. All of the turmoil of the region is related to the Hall being lost to the people of Nordlond. Rediscovering it isn't just 'a good idea for another time' as my colleagues in the temple would say; it is the only way to save Nordlond from permanently descending into chaos."
Nordlonders know that the Hall Of Judgement was the place in the Mortal Realm that touched the Divine Realm. Tyr the god known as the Law Giver would meet there with the priests and leaders of Nordlond and dispense wisdom. However, the Hall has been lost for a very long time, so long that most people think it is nothing but a legend.
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