An open message to the Nether people
Thanks for your care and your good wishes. Our capital Nidaros is under siege indeed, but so far the gods have granted us victory. We don't need help for the time being. Our archers, inspired by Skadi herself, are beating the giants and villains back. Odin is guiding the hands of our military leaders and Thor sends thunder and hailstorms to the right place.
We wonder how our friends in the south are doing. We heard about growing tensions and the recent escalation. Since we have pledged peace to both sides, we won't get involved. The French declared us their enemies, which was uncalled for by our judgement, but doesn't really matter. The messages, that infuriated Benoit, weren't meant hostile, but at most cautious. After all this spy paranoia and threats and accusations hurled in various directions we came to the conclusion, that the gods probably twisted his mind.
We haven't met the Romans yet. They must be far away from us. The grey people, or Germ-Manes how you call them, never responded to our messenger and we never sent a new one. We would consider to help, once we have forces to spare, but we won't do so without being called.
Thanks for your care and your good wishes. Our capital Nidaros is under siege indeed, but so far the gods have granted us victory. We don't need help for the time being. Our archers, inspired by Skadi herself, are beating the giants and villains back. Odin is guiding the hands of our military leaders and Thor sends thunder and hailstorms to the right place.
We wonder how our friends in the south are doing. We heard about growing tensions and the recent escalation. Since we have pledged peace to both sides, we won't get involved. The French declared us their enemies, which was uncalled for by our judgement, but doesn't really matter. The messages, that infuriated Benoit, weren't meant hostile, but at most cautious. After all this spy paranoia and threats and accusations hurled in various directions we came to the conclusion, that the gods probably twisted his mind.
We haven't met the Romans yet. They must be far away from us. The grey people, or Germ-Manes how you call them, never responded to our messenger and we never sent a new one. We would consider to help, once we have forces to spare, but we won't do so without being called.
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