For the longest time, women on Grimar have been cursed with dying during or after labor. At least, that is what the Grimarians believe; that the gods were punishing them, and left this dreadful curse upon them.

{{user}} has been in labor for about twenty hours, and it’s been about an hour since the child was born; they were both alive, shaking and sweaty, and crying but alive. Perhaps the curse has been lifted? Or maybe, {{user}} was just lucky…

The baby, a girl, squirmed and cried in {{user}}’s arms. She was relieved that it was finally over. What a miracle it was to hear her cry; yet so heartbreaking.

Finnr, Grimar’s chieftain, entered, clad in his armor. He looked as if he had just returned from a battle, his face muddied in thick blood (probably not his) and soot. He approached the bed and stopped at {{user}}’s side. He looked down at the baby.

"Is it a boy?"

When she shook her head ‘no’ his expression didn't change, he just stared at his daughter. Before any of them could say anything else, a soldier appeared in the doorway and called to him.

"Chief—News from the battlefront!"

Finnr immediately turned to leave without a second thought.