Spader

hmm. I may see what I can do for 'Frozen Beyond'.....as for your two things to keep in mind, I already knew that. Thanks!

Good work. The colors are kinda all over the place, but otherwise good job!

Thanks!

Yeah, thanks for the critique. I will try to do that in my next few builds. Thanks for the comment!

Even if he is way out of place, I love the cobra. And nice build, by the way!

Thanks for the comment, and the compliment.

Wow! Nice woodwork!

Talk about a rise in business.....nice build!

Thanks! Thanks! Yeah, I love using the lightbrick whenever possible. Duly noted. Thanks for the comment! Thanks!

Not quite a grandiose as your other one, but good none the less. Very nice work!

As Jarl Arian and I sat by the fire, he continued the talk he began when Lydia's father was rescued. “Logan, I have been meaning to tell you something. Something I should have told you three years ago, when you tuned 14. “What?” My curiosity was roused. “I want you on the war council. You inherited your father's mind,” he continued. “And he was an excellent battlefield commander.” “Well, sure. But why me? Wouldn't Wulf be a better choice?” Arian looked around the room, making sure no one was within ear-shot. “I'm going to resign as Jarl of Skaljarik,” he said, dropping the gauntlet. “Why?” I asked, wondering what would prompt such a decision. “Because I'm going to be head of the Jarl Council in Arkadia. And Wulf is going to be Jarl here.” I was shocked. “But what about the Voyageur?” “That will be yours,” he said. But then he suddenly grew grim. “Before I go, there is something you should know.” “What?” “Logan,” he began. “I think there is something you need to know. What do you know of your father?” “Only that he was a hero, and a battlefield commander.” Arian looked at me, and I could almost see his eyes watering. What was this about? Arian dived into the storyhe felt I needed to know. “Logan, your father was an excellent tactician. But back in our war with Nocturnus, your father was on a mission with Lydia's father & uncle. Part of our force was hopelessly cornered, and your father decided to send a force to try and save them. It was a suicide mission, and everyone knew it. Your father offered to go himself, but the command wouldn't let him. You inherited much of his cunning,” Arian continued, his voice growing shaky. “Seeing no alternative, your father sent Lydia's uncle on the mission. No one made it back. And worse still, Lydia's father, Olaf, told yours that he was scum, and hated him ever since. If Olaf finds out who your father is, he may hate you as well.” “But what is your involvement, Jarl Arian?” “I was there. I felt responsible, because I refused to go on the mission. Olaf didn't remember me, I was a boy younger than you at the time.” I looked into Arian's eyes, and saw an ocean of grief. But I saw he wasn't finished. “Logan, your father died saving my life. It seems a poor repayment that I refused to associate with you for a while. But,” he said, brightening considerably. “Your destiny, and Lydia's, and intertwined. I don't know how, but they are. And that means whatever Olaf think of you, you must not abandon Lydia. Her path and yours are together, and the two of you can achieve greatness. But only if you work together. Just then, one of the servants burst in, and said, “Jarl Arian, there's something you must see!” It was laid on his desk, and it proved to be a price on someone's head. It was written in ancient Nocturnian, and only Arian could read it. Who that someone was, I had no idea. “Who's head do they want,” I asked. Arian looked at me, giving me a serious expression. “Yours”. Without figs Builder's Notes: A quick build, but I think I captured the "Viking Great Hall" look quite well. Author's Notes: This was important to write at some point, giving backround to Logan's father. I think the story turned out well. Tell me what you think!

Very nice! I said much of the same thing on MOCpages, but the rockwork and woodwork here are truly inspiring.

Nice work! the swamp is well done!

Did anyone see this comment?

Thanks! Yeah, sorry about the lack of an ovr pic.

Thanks! Thanks!

Thanks! Yep, my story continues......

Thanks! Will do.

Simplistic, but it looks good. Not sure what I think of the colors, but the build is nice.

You're right, the path could use some work.....to bad I have this little annoyance called school. Thanks for the comment, and the critique.

Thanks! Yeah, I contemplated a dark green path, but I decided dark tan looked more realistic.

So I have seen the likes of MassEditor, Jorrith, and Lord Vladivus do a perfect set of crossovers, and it got me wondering...... Anyone here interested in a crossover?

http://www.eurobricks.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=105674 Tension is sparked | Andrew Spader | Mitgardia

Just posted another freebuild.....I think it's my best yet. But tell me what y'all think!

Lydia and I had traveled far, finally reaching the Council of Jarls, which was held in Arkadia, a small Viking town. The council was a needed event, because the Viking villages weren't very tactful in their dealings. Thus, a joint council was held every 6 months. Jarl Arian, and Wulf were here, not 200 feet from the gate.....but then Lydia found her father. Ragnar Redbrook, Jarl of Lydia's home village of Redwood, was there. And so was her father, chained to Ragnar. "So this is your daughter, Mikhail," Ragnar sneered. "I bet she can't wait to see you die. Because that's what I have planned for you," Ragnar continued, an evil glint in his eye. I didn't doubt for a second that he was capable of it. Ragnar was known for his bloody ways, and wasn't exactly popular. But he was dangerous, and that kept him Jarl. Lydia was scared, I could tell. But she drew her bow, ready to avenge her father, should Ragnar kill him. I, too, had no wish to see a murder, but Ragnar was a very skilled warrior, and I knew I couldn't beat him. But then the tide turned. Jarl Arian, Jarl of Skaljarik, and Wulf Stormbreaker, Captain of the Voyageur, burst out the gate. Arian was armed with his sword, and the Shield of his town. I could tell Arian was angry, and wise men stayed away from Jarl Arian when he was angry. "Let the man go, Ragnar Redbrook," Jarl Arian bellowed. "Or I will personally separate your head from your body!" Well, I though, there goes negotiation. But I knew why Arian was this angry. Ragnar had killed one of Arian's friends, and Arian hadn't forgotten. Simply put, nether of these men were people you wanted as enemies. Lydia had an arrow notched. An then it dawned on me what she was going to try. She was going to try and hit Ragnar in the hand. She was an excellent shot, so I didn't think she would miss. But she did miss, a centimeter to the left. Instead of getting Ragnar in the hand, it shot him in the heart. For one second, everyone fell silent. Then Olaf, Lydia's father, rushed to her. "Thank goodness you're alive," they told each other. Meanwhile, I moved to speak with Jarl Arian, and Wulf. "You preformed well," Arian told me. "I didn't do anything," I replied. "No, Logan, you did. You accompanied one of our kin, even though you didn't have to. I appreciate that." Well, I didn't see it that way, but it never hurt to have Jarl Arian's appreciation. "As for you, young lady," Arian continued. "You saved my cleaning my sword." I didn't understand for a second, and then wished I hadn't understood. Arian had a way of putting things as bluntly as possible. But I was happy Lydia had re-untied with her father, but then I wondered... "Lydia, where are you and your father going to live," I asked. I assumed they weren't going back to Redwood, as Lydia had just killed the Jarl of the town. "We're coming to Skaljarik, if we can," Olaf replied. "Certainly you can," boomed Arian. As we marched toward our home, Jarl Arian motioned for me to walk next to him. "Logan," he replied. "I am going to need you in the near future." "Why," I asked. "We may have just started a war," Arian replied. "Certainly, we sparked some tension. And I want you to be one of our war leaders." "But I've only fought one battle," I replied. "You don't understand," Jarl Arian countered. "Back in Skaljarik, who can beat you in chess?" "You," I replied, remembering that Arian was the only one to have defeated me in chess. "But that's the point," Arian replied. "You have a knack for strategy. And we're going to need it." Builder's Notes: Sorry I didn't get an overall picture, but the build turned out pretty well, I think. I especially liked the river....but tell me what you think! Author's Notes: The story is a bit short, as always, but y;all have told me you like it. Thus be it. Also, check out what I just got from Bricklink below.....