Tronde Torbensson

Class: Male, Human, Official, Sailor, Thorwaler

Swafnir and the twelve bless you and guard over you!

One of the guards leads you to the big longhouse where hetman Tronde is brooding over some ancient maps, illuminated by a number of candles. After you have formally introduced yourselves…
“Let’s dispense with formalities. So you think you can fight your way through the wilderness for months trying to find something you know nothing about? Well then! That’s courage for you!
Right then!
Thorwal is in terrible danger. The orcs are massing in the upper Bodir Valley, and it looks like they’ve united under one chief this time.

If the sages were correct in their predictions, it’s going to be an army of thousands this time! We must prevent the orcs from reaching Vilnhome! If they do, a war is certain. I have studied the old legends and have reached the conclusion that we must try to dominate the orc chieftain. The cowardice of the chieftain should be enough to make the entire orc army retreat. Magic would be best for that of course, but you know how it is: if a sorcerer isn’t incompetent, he’s on the other side. So we have to resort to other means.

There is a weapon that was lost in the orcish lands dozens of years ago: Grimring, the sword of the famous hetman Hyggelik who led an expedition to the orcish lands, but who unfortunately has never returned. His tomb must be somewhere in this enemy territory and with it is probably his sword as well. It is said that sword put the fear of the gods into the orcs and their shamans or whatever they call their religious leaders. Orcs are supposed to have an excellent memory for stuff like that. If we could get our hands on that weapon, and some brave warrior were to display it to those orcs, preferably by hacking some of them to pieces, we’d be halfway home and dry. Either they’d disband then and there, or at the very least they’d be so demoralized that we could push them back without much of an effort.
so now you know the story. Do you still have the courage to go out and start looking?”

“Yes, hetman! When do we start?”

“Of course, but there’s just one question.”

“I’m afraid this is a bit too heavy going for us.”

“As soon as possible! Get your bags packed, get supplies for the wilderness, and off you go! It’d be a good idea to start by asking around… some of the descendants of expedition members are said to still be alive.
As far as I know, there is even a direct descendant of Hyggelik’s around, one Isleif Olgardsson in Felsteyn.
Try your luck there!”

“I can give you a writ allowing you to get supplies from the arsenal - and of course you will be royally rewarded on your return!
One more thing:
As far as I know, there is a direct descendant of Hyggelik’s still around, one Isleif Olgardsson in Felsteyn.
Try your luck there!”

“Don’t tell me you are chickening out now! Oh well…
I’ll just have to keep looking for a team of real heroes.”

“No, no! We’ll take the job!”

“Right! We’ll get started as soon as possible.”

“Swafnir and the twelve bless you and guard over you!”

Tags: Thorwal [+]