After fending off some annoying questions by the local church as to whom is officiating at the wedding, the party set off at the spring Equinox 1230
The wedding party is formed of Rjóðr Serk, Orlaith Gunter, Karl and Martin. Thethis brews some ambrosia for the feast, and then returns to her carving.
The Ceremony is held on a blasted heath at the base of a waterfall within a faint magic aura. There are a couple of horses and people roasting in reparation for the feast, but first the games!
There is a rock throwing contest (no reall finesse, its just to hurt people - the Magi win by terram wards)
Then there is a "Hold a rock over your head" game which the magi cope with by Perdo-terraming the weight of the rocks. The trolls hold theirs until they get tired, but a quick draught of a potion perks them up immensely.
The last is skimming ice discs across the plunge pool. This results in Orlaith completely humiliating the trolls
The ceremony is slightly perfunctory,and after the happy event, Rjóðr Serk seems to not quite know why he is here. This is put low on the list of priorities as the Trolls make clear that the wedding party is to form the basis of teh wedding feast.
The Magi make quick work of the Trolls, and escape with thier lives, a blushing bride in the form of Drit, and 6 potions looted from the Corpse of the Grandmother-in-Law.
They trek back to the covenant to find an absolutely massive tree emerging from the covenant....