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This is one of several mods that I have been working on recently, and the one that I believe I can complete the fastest and easiest. I'm going to say right now, the POD is rather "artistic".


During Leif Ericson's voyage to Christianize Greenland, Ericson's fleet of ships became entrapped in a massive storm. In the chaos, Ericson himself was knocked unconscious. During his brief nap, Ericson envisioned himself in a vast beautiful meadow. He sat up a looked off into the distance, seeing nothing but a few trees among fields scattered in every direction.

"Leif, son of Erik the Red, grandson of Thorvald, great-grandson of Asvald, rise." The voice was booming and powerful, yet with a tone so beautiful and elegant the all-father himself would feel at awe, came from behind him. He rose to his feet and turned to the voice.

"You are not yet for this place, and yet you are closer than you have ever been. For centuries your people have lived with our protection, yet now you yourself let weak men teach you what you've taught your children for generations without any help. We've watched Saxon and Frank, Goth and Dane turn their axe to our alter and drink from the blood from the cup of the White Christ. And now they send the blood of Thor himself to quench the voice of the Gods forever."

Leif's face was quivering. He was no small man, yet appeared a child staring an army of barbarians. He bowed his knee. He could not speak if he had wanted to, though he knew it would not matter. "You shall go on to Greenland, but you shall not stop. You shall be the first upon my sacred ground with your own feet."

And with that promise, Ericson awoke. The sea was calm, yet the look in his eyes was one fierce.
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