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Leathe's mead making skills were
praised through out the Known World. It was
said that to achieve forgetfulness one had only to drink her mead.
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Twilight
of Halycon
This story marks
the final chapter of Leathesaga, a MacThoy tragedy. It
tells of how they were forced to part company with their --until
recently-- stalwart
drinking companions and mischief mates, the Vikings.
Their world had
turned to violence. The Northmen had left the public
houses. They dwelt in a building without the fair amber mead and
listened to the mad ranting of strangers from the south who cried
for the flesh to be corrupted (and not in pleasant ways) and their
thoughts were on rank wickedness.It was in these
dark days that the Widow Leathe called the Widows Circle who in turn
gathered the Clan.
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"Clansmen,
we must leave this land," Leathe cried.
"I fear it
has already left us," replied another. And the Clan saw
that it was true. The Vikings had begun setting fire to stills
and stews on the outskirts of their village.
"We must
procure a sea-going vessel," said She. "The rest go
out and collect two of each beverage, venison and vice that we
might not grow weary on our long voyage."
And the Clan did
all this and none too late as their former friends were upon the
docks, they cast off.
(The tale
ends abruptly here. A tragic end to the Halycon period of the
Clan.--ed)
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