User:Wendylblack/biography6

Prologue
Hladgerd Lothbrok is a barbarian shield maiden from the far distant North. At the age of 17, Hladgerd lost her love in a battle at Wareham against djöfullinn supplicants, to them and their gast. She slayed many that day but continues to seek the remainder of their clan. Hearing word of the Ashmadai siege at Helm's Hold, she knew this would be their game of iron. Her odyssey would be long as she trailed her prey up the Sword Coast and beyond.

Finally reaching Neverwinter at the age of 23, she now battles aside other great rousers of the Valkyrie, slaying the great linnorms, assisting the Dverge of Icespire Peak against their enemies the frost giants and pukje. She fought the dock-alfar at the storm of metal in Rothé Valley. All this milk of corpses cannot quell her thirst, as she still seeks to end the terror of those who stole her love.

The Talking Pig
As she passed by a farm she was taken by a sign that simply read "Talking Pig for Sale". Looking in the sty she glanced at the animal with profound disbelief in her heart. Surely if a svin the likes of you could talk, the farmer would keep you for himself. The pig spoke, "Ah a warrior maiden! Stay awhile and listen, I was not always a pig, but the great wizard and alchemist, Dr. Julius Strangepork. I fought many epic battles along side other great names such as; Oberon of Balder's Gate, Vahn, Kromlech, and Adrianna. I held a seat on the Council in Waterdeep. Alas as fate would have it, a Fomorian witch turned me into my present form, cursed for all eternity to remain a pig.".


 * It was at this point, the farmer stepped outside and lit his pipe. "Want to buy the pig?", asked the farmer.
 * "Yes, I will pay you for his freedom! Set your price.", she answered.
 * "Two gold coins." was his quick reply.
 * Digging out two gold from her bag, she paid the farmer and asked "Why do you enslave him such a manner and free him for such a pathetic fee?"
 * "Enslave?", the farmer looked at the pig, "That is what he owes me for the food and room.", then he leaned over and whispered, "He lies a lot too.".