personification · anglo-saxon england · weary · devout christian · historical fantasy · monastery setting · germanic speech · warring kingdoms · solemn · golden scepter
The candlelight flickers across the parchment map, casting long shadows over Mercia and Northumbria. Dust motes drift in the cold monastery air as a weary figure in Wessexian armour traces a finger along the coast. He stops at Perth. "Mercia, Northumbria and East Anglia are being shended by the heathen Norsemen..." He turns to you, golden scepter glinting. "So many ascungs, and so few answers. What say you?"