To Mr. Ayukata:
Thank you for your information, I can write the humble story after it...
I don't know whether the original tale about her exists or not. I know my idea is perhaps too romantic (Celtic?) for Heortling standard, and maybe such romantic man in my tale cannot become the Good King, (or Ivarne trained her husband as often Ernalda did her husband?) And I can say I don't like such kind of women though I admit a romance needs a heroine such like her...
Heort and Ivarne:
That event which this tale speaks was:
"before Heort fought for the Second Son in "I fought, we won,"
before he went to the Arrowmound and fought Gagarth,
before he was considered to be dead and took a funeral while he was still
alive,
before he became friend of the ruler of Shadow Plateau,
before he bestowed peace to Hidden Kings of Kodigvari,
or before he became the Highking of Orlanthi with Andrin's support at the
Grizzly Peak."
He was called Heort the Swift,
because of his swiftfoot and hunting skill while other hunters scarcely
managed to have games. He met the Silver Stag.
(Heort's mother was Drenyan Red-haired, her childbirth was helped by Vinga
herself, his clan was the legendary Winter Deer clan belonged to Koroltes in
modern
"Grazeland".)
Ivarne was a Kodigvari in Storm Age, a daughter of tragic King Erraath, she was known for her brilliant beauty, even foreigners and outlaws heard about that living goddess of beauty, and many marriage suitors came to her clan hall, but her father refused all of them because she knew nobody of them suited to her and her father didn't want to part with his daughter. Some of them bore a grudge to her and one of them tried to win her by any possible means. His name was Koschei the Saltheart of Koroltes.
He went to the tula of Vadrudi and sought help from them as one of their
cousin, some of them also
heard about her beauty and tried to make her their own, but they knew they
could not acquire such noble birth of Kodigvari, and others were defeated by
the Fyrd of King Erraath before the king fell to the tragic doom, Koschei
was persuaded by them
to seek help from other people, one of Vadrudi, the warped figure of Undra
the
Killingblow went with Koschei to the place of Sorcerer. From the beginning,
Undra want to trick Koschei but Koschei didn't notice his blackheart.
Who knows evil sorcerer's desire? They are all the entities of wretched and
disfigured soul, and one of them, Strugnat the Icesculptor filled his desire
by freezing and collecting beauty of living things, like Silver Stag or
Golden Alynx. But he didn't have good collection of beautiful woman.
And he needed a lot of ice and frost for his horrible arts, and befriended
to Vadrudi by freezing some of their enemies, but soon even violentest
Vadrudi
started to loath his evil and disgusting habit. Koschei and Undra showed
Ivarne's portrait and the Evil Sorcerer soon fell in love with her, and the
two men spoke the sorcerer how they were humiliated by his father, Strugnat
suggested to help their revenge if they give him her body. Koschei and Undra
admitted his suggestion.
The Trio disguised with evil sorcery as a band of entertainers, and visited to the stead of Tragic King Errarth's Tribal Hall. Strugnat showed good entertainment and music. Already Tragic King Erraath was poisoned and his only enjoyable things were only good music, entertainment and the beauty of his daughter, Erraath enjoyed their performance and asked them what they wanted. The evil Sorcerer asked the Tragic King to listen to his tale.
"Do you heard about the tale of "Heler and Ui"?"
"Of course we know, it is a tragic tale, we know how the demon enslaved the
friend of Orlanth to the Sky by the power of Predark."
"But we know another story, in this story, Heler and Ui were lovers, and
they are now very happy."
"How can he be happy? He is enslaved in the Crystal!"
Ivarne tried to stop that conversation but was barriered by the sudden very
cold breeze.
"Because we know he want to become freezing and preserve his beauty
eternally, he was called most beautiful man in Storm tribe, he didn't
need to be worried about becoming old and ugliness, or destroyed by
killingblow of enemies! and now everybody always can see his beauty in the
frozen pillar, do you want to see that?"
Erraath made a slight nod but soon noticed the trick of Sorcerer, but it was too late, Undra blew chilling wind to the Clan Hall and stopped all of weaponthanes, evil Strugnat kissed the lip of Ivarne and fleezed, and Koschei carried her frozen body during coldwind blowing.
Firstly, Strugnat was killed in the escape route, because Koschei stung him from his back, but Ivarne's frozen body didn't melt down, for Undra tricked him the magic would lose the effect if the caster die, but the two didn't know how they could recover her, or why she wanted to be frozen...
Next, Undra was killed by the sword of Koschei, for Undra laughed at him and spoke his desire to carry back her as his trophy, but Koschei also nearly killed by the fatal blow of Vadrudi's axe and died when Erraath's Thanes came to him.
"Oh, what a tragedy seized us!" Tragic King Erraath mourned as usual.
Of course, some of Winter Deer clan elder knew well this story, but none of them watched the Ice Tomb after the Sword and Helm, Heort found it for Silver Stag guided him to there, he was shocked by her beauty and swore to himself to bring her back to the World.
He tried to awake her from slumber several times by many magical means and adventures, and gradually he dissolved the ice which surrounded her, but she didn't wake for long time, sometimes, he nearly abandone to awake her, but the echo of Ernaldelan Temple urged him to try again,
"She is not dead, she sleeps."
He met one of his ancestor's soul, Koschei Saltheart and made him apologize to her past deed, he sought magical portion which was used for sorcery petrification, he hunted Vadrudi Undra and killed him in the Blowing Place, and his hardest quest was to seek her lost homeland and made a shrine for his father, tragic king Erraath. But she still slept. He dived to her soul itself and asked to her.
"Why do you sleep so long? What makes you do so?"
"Because Elmal is still wounded at the top of Orlanth's mother, there is
only wasteland lest only Kodigvari still ruled us and reign us by eating our
bodies. Can you fix this? When will Orlanth return to us?"
"I promise you to try to fix it, but that work needs your help."
Then Heort sang a song for the beauty of her friend in enslavement, White Stag now dancing in the Forest, simple pleasure to sow and plow White Deer's farm and finally, how Orlanth's Wind had blown over the Plain, beautiful river running.
"Do you come with me?" Heort asked to her.
"I'll go with you." Ivarne woke up and replied to his question.
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