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Ahnook was furious. So that was why her Mom had summoned her to bring a bowl of corn!
Sitting proudly on a rock like some influential clanmother, her Mom had received the foreign trader, graciously inspecting the beaver furs he presented to her.
Why would Mom buy beaver furs from this man? Why give away so much of the badly needed corn they had just harvested from the family plot?
The little they had would barely last them through the winter! Then it had dawned on her. Mom didn't want to buy any of those silly beaver furs. The whole spectacle had just been a pretext for parading Ahnook in front of the Trader. Mom was trying to marry her off! To this stranger from some upriver tribe the name of which she couldn't even pronounce!
How dared she?! She didn't even know this perfect stranger! She didn't understand a word he said! Besides, he was old. Like REALLY Old! At least as old as Mom, probably older, easily fourty-five summers! She was seventeen. This man was even too old to be her father!
Ahnook tossed the corn bowl to the ground and bolted away! As she passed by the family lodge she grabbed her prized hunting bow and a handful of arrows she had made the day before. She stormed into the woods, alone with her anger and rage. Ahnook was a good hunter! It was hard to fill Father’s footsteps, but Ahnook brought enough meat home to keep the family from starving. How dared her mother treat her like a useless eater who had to be married off to the next best man?
She didn't know how long she had run, but suddenly she heard voices in front of her. The strange and yet terribly familiar sound of the language of the Ghosts! The people who had killed her father!
She hadn’t paid attention to anything than her rage. Now that she looked up, she froze in terror as no less than three Ghosts stood in front of her, not even thirty steps away! For a moment everything was silent in universal puzzlement. The People were careful and stealthy when travelling through dangerous areas, so the clumsy and loud Ghosts rarely saw them. The Ghosts couldn't believe their luck as Ahnook stood in plain sight just before them.
The silence didn't last long. Thee Ghosts started yelling and hollering, closing in on her.
"Drepe kvinnen!" [Kill the bitch!] yelled the one with the shiny cap. The other two rushed at her. Ahnook turned on her heels and ran as fast as she could.
"Det er hun! Den Skraellingi!" [There she is! The Skraeling!] came the unintelligible shouts behind her.
Could she outrun them? All three of them? Suddenly it occurred to her that she was leading the Ghosts straight towards the village! They would wield their terrible weapons which were harder than stone and sharper thann obsidian and butcher her friends and family! Just as they had murdered her father! She jerked around. It had to stop! Here and now! She wouldn't run. She would fight!
She notched an arrow, drew and aimed at the bald loudmouth. Ghosts were heavily covered with protective clothing. She had to aim at a weak spot. She didn't need to think long. She aimed at the thoat of the bald Ghost and released with a whipping sound which was followed by a saturated "slotch" a blink of an eye later. The bald head stopped in his rush, staggered, opened his mouth for a silent cry and dropped over backwards. Now it paid off that Ahnook had been hunting so many birds and small game. This had made her used to aiming very carefully.
The two other Ghosts roared in surprise and anger and tried to close in on her for the deadly blow. In a split second Ahnook decided to take on the one with the flappy hat who was about to hurl a spear at her. Again she aimed at the throat of the enemy, and again her arrow met its aim.
The third one, dressed in hard medicine clothing, was now almost on her! Like in trance, she nooked the third arrow, quickly drew aimed and released in a single, fluid move...
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This is a preface to Infdependen day A.D. 1015
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...what caused the trouble...?
Very sipmle (in hindsight)
One theory claims, that it was...
...CHEESE!
The vikings offered Cheese to their new neighbors/costumers cheese as a good-will-gift.
If the natives weren't lactose-intolerant , the vikings would have been more successful, settling in America.
The natives wouldn't have thought that they were poisened and wouldn't have attacked...!
...but this was not to happen...
If it would have gone this way, today we would ask: "...who's that Mr. Columbus...? Never heard of him...!"
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so anhook doesn't like being used as property. 
I suspect that older viking brought her for his son as a present. Never will know will we.
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I assume she's (Anhook) playing the role as Pequot Indian.
Here is a better link to the Pequot museum located in Connecticut. more pictures!
www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPh…
there were some evidence of some viking exploration in the new england area, primarily in the Massachusetts area.
the link you had shows an image of an indian family working on beaver skin.
I assume that this is in the Hudson Valley area, the area referred to the archaeologist as the mythical Vinland.
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re Pequot: it's really speculative what the Indians who came into contact with Vikings in the Hudson valley exactly looked like culturally and to what nation they belonged. Some believe they were Lenni Lenape. I picked the Pequot example because it's geographically extremely close and marvellously illustrated in the Mashantucket Pequot museum. I spent two days there in 2004, including the research center, and I always wanted to do some pics related to Pequot-style woodland Indians.
Thanks for the link! I know, the Trip Advisor caption says it's about Pequots preparing beaver fur. It's not, this is part of a slightly larger life-sized diorama illustrating intertribal trade in the pre-contact era. The sitting woman is graceously checking the quality of beaver furs which the man kneeling in front of her hands over to her one by one while the young woman in the background, located in the sphere of the sitting mature woman, appears to be carrying a bowl with trade goods to the scene.
The dioramas are extremely well made and life-like. They also illustrate that this style of clothing left very little to the imagination. When people were young and attractive it showed it all, and when age and gravity were pulling things down or the good life let bellies and waists expand somewhat, this clothing hides nothing either. This was one of the dioramas which showed that pretty well, the contrast between the middle aged folks doing the trading and the beautiful young woman being summoned to the scene.
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those diaramas were very impressive. guess those figures must be made of wax.
this reminds me. I'll have to find that story on an indian-viking contact gone bad as witnessed by another indian tribe. this incident took place somewhere in New Foundland, Canada.
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Please let me know if you dig up something!
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Awesome!........Love her dying throat-struck victims in the background!
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Great story, although it looks rather like the Norsemen are wearing ringmail?
I ask because, from the viewpoint of an archer like Ahnook, ringmail is a load of holes tied together with steel rings.
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Only the leader wears chainmail. It's worn over a padded shirt. The tip of the arrow would hardly penetrate and remain stuck in the padding without doing more harm than a small bruise.
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Ah yes; if he's wearing ringmail over a padded jerkin the only way you'd get penetration is with a bodkin point, and those are war arrows, not hunting arrows. (quite aside from whether or not the North Americans ever developed the bodkin point).
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I had to look that up LOL! Nope, only broadheads as far as I know. Plains Indians distinguished between hunting and war arrows. If this distinction already extisted in the East during the Viking forays I don't know. Hunting arrows would hit the target with a vertical broadhead, Man arrows with a horizontal war head, thus minimizing the danger of hitting and deflecting from a rib (ribs of a standing human face horizontally, ribs of big game usually vertically). Ahnook uses hunting arrows, but that doesn't make much of a difference when plunging into the throat or face.
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That all makes sense.
The only way you'd really know about bodkin point arrows is if you were looking at war arrows from a culture that developed ringmail, scale or plate armours and needed them for penetration.
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