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Æsileif

Daughter of Freyja
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About Æsileif

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    Sassy Smuggler Turned Double Queen
  • Birthday 04/02/1988

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  1. Most certainly! I have heard many quite the enthusiastic stories about the culinary abilities of the Lady Ærinndís' cooks at Scarwood Keep. They seem to be true wizards with food, so I'm delighted to be able to get a taste of their culinary magic.
  2. The Imperial Chieftainess of Borgarrike is handed her Valtian Goldenwood bow and Valtian Leather quiver by a footman. Then she hops into the Lady Ærinndís' jeep. Let's roll!
  3. Having made a living as a smuggler, I very well know how to be quiet and move in eerie, ominous silence. I'll be as silent as the sound of applause coming from a single hand! May I presume that I'm in?
  4. Lady Ærinndís, May I join you on your archery practice in the Rockingham Forest? Please? Pretty please?
  5. The Imperial Chieftainess of Borgarrike and Queen of Ravaria, a beaming great-great-grandmother who is known as the Lady Æsileif Haraldsdóttir of the Houses des Vinandy de Rav arie and Ettlingar Freyu, has dispatched a courier to Blanckenhof Palace in ‘s Koningenwaarde, the capital of the Kingdom of Batavia. Zie is carrying a box made of royal blue Valtian Leather, with the coats of arms of the Houses des Vinandy and Ettlingar Freyu imprinted in gold upon it. The box contains two precious birth gifts for the Storjarla Æsileif's great-great-granddaughterr, Her Royal Highness the Princess
  6. Aakenie Hall 6 Breidablikk 18 In the Godsgrove of the ancient ruined fortress which since time immemorial is known as Harald's Holdfast, amidst runestones with the deeds of her Imperial Great-great-great-grandfather the High King and surrounded by eerie wisps of early forenoon fog, Guðlaugur Svanlaugsson of the House of Myrka, a Húskarl of the Imperial Thingalid, proudly proclaimed, under the watchful eye of the Imperial Chieftainess of Borgarrike, the birth of the baby girl which was born to the Holy Catalogian Emperor, Arkadius Frederik Gustavus des Vinandy, and Zir Lady Wife, Quee
  7. That would be a fine cri de guerre should I become the patroness of the Furious Ill-Informed Imperial Daughters Brandishing Big Guns In Their Father's Private Study Society.
  8. High Queen Hervör radiates regality in that red dress of hers, and the Lady Ærinndís looks every inch a princess in that green gown. The Lady Hervör does look a bit anxious, and the Storjarla Ærinndís seems to be a bit worried about Her Imperial and Royal Majesty.
  9. If only you weren't my niece... But since you are, best not!
  10. The meaning if that adage of mine is: From smuggler to Queen. It is an allusion to to my life.
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