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The Red Snow Concordant

Seiger the traitor is dead, and lo, his blood yet steams in the snow. By my command, he was slain on sight, his tongue removed and his entrails defiled by swine. For I am the Jarl of all Jarls, master of horse and spear.  I guide my people unto my safe holdings to shelter them from the cruelty of the cold. My word is the law, I, Emperor Jorg Gråbløff, third of my name, demand peace and safety for my people: And this man, an abomination who uses the Seiðr to warp the mind and twist brother against brother, This man is justly ruint. His crimes are beyond counting, raising up an army against me was the least of them. He orchestrated the murder of his lord thane, his kinsman. He slew men to claim their wives as property, and bound them to his will. He fathered children by the widows, and cared not for them. He defied the oath he made when he entered the court of Thane Ragnar, a friend who was as a brother to me.   My wrath is cooled and I yearn to mourn, but there is work yet to do.  Before the graves are buried in the falling snow, Before the last words are said, Before the orphans and widows are cared for, Before the traitors blood freezes.   Henceforth, let all who wield the Seiðr, swear these solemn oaths: I shall claim no land, nor claim a throne in a hold, for my province is beyond. I will submit to the thanes of this land, and heed their commands.  I shall not consort with demons, neither fey or shadow. I shall not warp the mind of my kin, nor the stranger on the road, or the thrall in servitude. And if I break this oath, let my fate be swiftly and justly laid upon me.   Let those who keep these oaths be never mistreated, and be afforded a seat near their lords throne.  Let them teach the children of Freyja, so that they are not led into mischief such as this. Let those who keep their oath be a blessing unto us all.   So decrees Emperor Jorg Gråbløff, third of his name. Defender and Keeper of the Northlands. In the seventeenth day, of the second month, this being the three hundred and sixty-eighth year of our empire.

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