The Demands of Fenris
Not long after we settled in the north, Fenris came to make a few demands. He called
for weapons made of metal, and so we learned to smelt bronze. He demanded that we
improve our fighting skills, and, to keep Fenris happy, we did just that. There was
no one who could match us, but that did not matter. The Wyrm started playing dirty around
the same time and, as Banes and other creatures started creeping around in the woods,
we got our first taste of the Wyrm's blood. Leeches lurked in the area, fleeing from
other parts of Europe, and we taught them that they did not belong here.
The bronze Age was hard on the Fenrir, but that was to be expected. Those who fell
in battle were remembered in song and poem, and great moots were held in their honor.
Those who died a coward's death were stricken from all of our records, the oral
and rare written ones as well. There is no place in the tribe for cowards. This much
has not changed since those ancient times.
Our ancestors followed Gaia's plan as well, cultivating forests in the area that had been all
but barren, making certain that the Wyld had a chance to grow strong agian after
the Ice Age -- the punishment Gaia had to use to stave off the Wyrm's foul advances..
In those days the Weaver was almost unknown.
The Faeries grew strong in the area, and we became friends with some of them, and enemies with others.
Around the same time, we were getting familiar with iron weapons, a trick that the Dvergar -- the Dwarves --
taught us well. We made bitter enemies among the Trolls and the Jotunn -- the Giants.
Both groups felt they were better then us, more qualified to watch over the land and willing
to smash our Kinfolk in the process. Most of you already understand how important
our Kinfolk are these days. They were just as important back then. So when the
Jotunn came in raids to steal our women, we smash them back down.
In the Iron Age, we perfected our ways as the true warriors of Gaia. Everything before
that was just a game in comparison. The Wyrm's minions came in force, this time working
in unison, often ruled by Leeches. They brought iron of their own, and silver as well
For a few centuries, it was uncertain who would hold the land. But in the end, we
held out, and put the Wyrm in retreat. For a short time...
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