Valkyrie Queen

*this piece is outside the Valley of the Mist timeline. It however illustrates rather well what a Valkyrie's code is, and gives an idea of their role in society and temperament. However it neglects to reference their being monster hunters and commanding Templars,  *

Memoirs of Lenneth First Queen of The Valkyries

My life began as that of any other simple peasant girl, full of chores and
farm-boys. That all changed, however when the ravages of war swept over my
small hamlet. Gods bless me I don't even remember it's name. As is all too
common in war, I too was... ravaged by then enemy's soldiers, and then
left for dead. I however survived for 3 days on my own, and stealing into the
enemy camp, with a thirst for vengeance, stole a sword and killed the very soldier
who had desecrated my femininity. I happened to do so, at the same time another
woman, my liege Dame Freya, completely nude began clearing out the entire camp of
soldiers. She literally killed each. with her bare fists one of them, except
 for the one that I had personally stabbed.

Freya took me under her wing, and taught me to fight with a ferocity unknown to
ordinary folk. She explained that Valkyries, ones such as her and I are those
touched by the gods, and granted the endurance to suffer any trial in order to
wreak divine vengeance upon the wicked, particularly those who despoil a maiden's
purity.

She also gave me two laws and two precepts to live by

The laws are:

A Valkyrie is in complete control of her fertility at all times.

A Valkyrie Grants Life, and Deals Death in the name of the Gods.

The Precepts are:

A Valkyrie never is to wear adornments for modesty, only protection.

A Valkyrie must never suffer herself to be flattered.

She then gave me my Valkyrie name, Dame Lenneth and told me
that whoever answered my questions with more or less than that
as their first response was worthy of a Valkyrie's anger. She also
taught me the poem

To Anger a Valkyrie once and live is remarkable
To Incur a Valkyrie's wrath twice and live is to court death
There are none living who can claim to have angered a Valkyrie Thrice.

I Then went about on my Pilgrimage as a Valkyrie, doing as taught,
which generally included, but was not limited to picking fights to
local ruffians and drunks when I was naked, and then killing them,
teaching otherwise defenseless women in local communities that if they went
around naked a few days, used the fighting tricks I showed them, and then
took whatever they wanted, they could then resettle in another town, that
sort of thing.

To be honest as helpful as all that might sound to help heal my wounded
heart, I found it rather unfufilling. I mean, I was helping local women avoid
being raped, and get better lives. I was also, as a Valkyrie such an object of
sheer terror that usually all it took to get rid of a corrupt official was me
asking him to confess. I also had the pick of any number or gender of sexual
partners in any given place i went. Often enough I asked for married men with
kids for a 'favor' during dinner, and after I was done, they seemed so
relived to see me go they didn't mind me taking the roast mutton off of the
children's dinner plates.

This all changed though, when fate led me to Garen.
Garen was a simple soldier, though one from a bloodline blessed by the Gods.
One evening after a battle in which I had killed an entire enemy army,
he chanced upon me, and tended to my wounds, which were rather severe.
In so doing he insulted my Valkyrie Pride. When I awoke I demanded that
he leave immediately. He argued, and neglected to call me by my title.
Outraged I struck at him with the full force.

Unlike the Poem, however he did not die. Here was a man who had died a Valkyrie
three times and lived! I took the event as an omen of portent, and sought the
counsel of the oracle, in order to know the will of the gods on the matter.

The Oracle told me that their was a great evil, a Leviathan, eating away at the
very heart of the land, and that I was to take my companion Garen as husband,
and that together aided by the guidance of the gods transmitted by sages, wizards,
soothsayers, and hermits we could succeed.

And that is the true tale of how I Lenneth, Valkyrie, rose in rank from Dame to Queen.

Give all praise to the Gods.

"that's a great account of our story there Len." said Garen strolling into the room
as Lenneth's Handmaiden finished penning the memoirs. "you do seem to have left out the
parts about the Oracle, seers, and hermits being all scared folk sending us on wild
goose chases in sheer terror of your being a Valkyire.

"well I couldn't well talk about that part, I mean that could cause a reason for others
to challenge our throne" quipped Lenneth

*Ahem* also neglected to mention that the 'leviathan' we were after was the crowned monarch of
the land. And that we went after him, because after the third crackpot, prophecy we decided to
 make up our own."

"again details, allegory, Best argued by children and historians"
said Lenneth anger and cheeks flaring red.

Garen slid up to his wife as the handmaiden slicked away, beet red.
He slid his hands down the backs of her dress.

"you also forgot to mention that it was our third time making love,
after seeing the oracle, when i confessed that the sleeping weed I used
to treat your wounds was the reason I didn't die."

Lenneth paused, turned to Garen and then said.
"I also forgot to write down, that I just discovered, we will soon have heirs"