Haldor stepped gingerly into the cold echo-y room, his every footstep ominously bouncing around the dead stone walls like a dastardly imp. There was no-one to be seen, and the piles of forlorn helmets and weapones strewn onto discarded dummies gave a sense of forboding. There was an almighty crash, and a figure sprung forward from behind a suit of armour, making Haldor jump and clutch his weapon...
The Copper Fox was still chuckling at the look on Haldor's face, who was clearly not amused. After a while the bright and cheerful veteran stopped laughing and turned to speak the the Norseman. They spoke quickly of skills and strength, but Haldor's mind was elsewhere. The chatter of the Copper Fox passed over Haldor's head, as another voice filled his mind. At first it seemed as though the spirit of the gem was speaking, but this voice was different. It spoke boldly and with a confidence, the voice was there inside Haldor 's head, and it seemed familiar...
Haldor reached into his pocket and touched the shining diamond, and everything exploded in a white haze.
Haldor opened his eyes to see a pure white landscape, with the ground fringed with omniscent smoke, as though Haldor was floating on a cloud. He rose to his feet and was greeted by the appearance of being in a long hall, with torches on the walls and a firepit in the centre. Haldor advanced slowly toward the end of the building, and took in details of the hall, now seeming very much like the mead hall of his village and the illustrations in the ancient tomes. The illustrations were of the great feast, paradise, Valhalla.
Now with suspicions that he had died, Haldor stepped slowly further, past great long tables and benches lined with food and mead. The door came closer, and Haldor's curiosity lead him to wonder what it would be like to see the eternal lands he had dreamed of.
"Not so fast there my young fellow! Tis' ain't your time yet."
The voice was that of the one that had spoke to him moments ago, loud and eager, yet friendly and caring. Haldor turned around swiftly to see the speaker, and an amazing sight met his eyes
"Aah, Haldor isn't it? I've been expecting you."
For standing before Haldor was the shining figure of Thoric, Norse God of Judgement and Salvation. His shining staff held aloft in the brilliant light.
"I must say, your exploits have been most entertaining, you and your friends had been making an quite an impact. You and that elf, Jess I think, but personally I think you would be more befitting of good Norse stock. seem to be quite a pair. Not so sure of that tall woman though, she doesn't look too friendly."
"But who am I to judge?!" He added with a chuckle.
But anyway, you are not here to listen to me wittering on! See, you've got to stand up for yourself, for what you believe in. Remember those childhood tormentors? Wonder where they are now? I can't even remember if they ever made it here! You are far better than them, you will be remembered when they are forgotten. Make sure you keep your beliefs and ideals, and don't forget where you came from, and you will find out where you will go.
I'll be here for you if you need me, but hey! I'm here for everybody! Take care ma boy! If you remember where you came from, you will find out where you will go..."
Haldor's eyes opened and he was once more standing before The Copper Fox, who's expression didn't let on if he had even noticed that Haldor had vanished. Haldor's hair was cut and his chainmail was gone. He was bare-chested and felt stronger and much more powerful than he was before. His bruises and cuts had vanished, and his diamond reflected the beaming faces of Jess and the Norse God of Judgement and Salvation, Thoric. The Norseman eagerly completed his training, reaching for the goal of Shaman. Haldor kept in mind the words of Thoric, and knew he couldn't fail.
Haldor Skovgaard
Level 161/2 Shaman
Power: 29, SP: 1, Health: 33/33, Ether: 24/24, Gold: 126
Inventory: Heavy Metal Rod (WP:12), Lesser Ethereal Cloak (SP:+1, +3 Ether), Paper Doll (Hexed immunity)
Spike Collar (+1 power), Diamond of Thoric(Light Elemental), Frying Pan (WP:1+1 health), Shovel, Pickaxe, Potion, Remedy, Tonic, Venom, Phoenix Essence, and a fur-lined Bedroll.