We’re getting ready for another winter storm here. Such things always make for memorable morning commutes. Joy. Well, before I hit the sack I thought I would post the working draft for the Bear-Warrior, a Warrior subclass for the Long Night Campaign. My last post looked at the Hægtesse. Now it’s super-duper-bear-power time! I think my toddler’s stuffed teddy bear is subconsciously influencing my tired mind.
Tag: The Long Night
This site has been gathering dust for a few months now. Being a hospital chaplain during an on-going pandemic makes for little time or energy. Oh, and since it has been on my heart and mind lately, if you have not gotten vaccinated AND you do not have a legitimate medical exemption or a truly sincere religious belief to exempt you (truly sincere, not some BS you pulled from the internet to get around the issue) then let me say this: #@*%$#!! #####EDITED OUT RAGE TO KEEP FROM GETTING FIRED#####
I know it’s your decision. No doubt. My decision is to take a moment and express my rage. My decision has been to spend the last two years with patients dying from COVID, along with their families. It’s tragic, and I’m tired of seeing the same situation over and over again. It’s like some twisted Groundhog day scenario.
Sigh. Moving on. I’ve been a little burned out if I’m being honest. Hell, the only reason I’m even making a post now is that I’m home sick with sick kids that bestowed the gift of projectile vomit on me last night…the chucky kind. That’s love. Anyway, I’m home today and everyone is finally sleeping peacefully (for now). What follows is a draft for one of the non-human options in my Long Night campaign set in 6th-century “England.” I now present the Hægtesse.
During this year a most dread portent took place. For the sun gave forth its light without brightness . . . and it seemed exceedingly like the sun in eclipse, for the beams it shed were not clear.
Procupius of Caesarea, 536 AD, the Year after the Consulship of Belisarius
A failure of bread in the year 536 AD.
The Annals of Ulster
[It was] a winter without storms, a spring without mildness, and a summer without heat.Cassiodorus, Praetorian Prefect of Italy
First of all that a winter will come called Fimbulwinter (“Mighty Winter”). Then snow will drift from all directions. There will then be great frosts and keen winds. The sun will do no good. There will be three of these winters together and no summer between.
The Younger Edda