The Gospel according to  HMH Sir Vyktor I Duke of Hazzard as told by Aleric

And So it came to pass that the Old Gods were slowly fading; lost, trapped in the far reaches of the Eldest’s mind,

“Tell us of the old ways, we know of Aldo and Blanche who else was there?” the young ones implored.  But the Eldest sat wrapped in his warm blanky and stared.

And from the heavens came Boi, and with him Violante Goddess of Bacon and Dancing with things on top of your head.  Tonaire ,would be consort of Violante, vied to be the God of office products, but alas Violante was not pleased and he fell from the sky never to reach the hallowed supply closet.

Later came Melissandre the Namegiver, also goddess of rough sandpaper hands.

Vbakkon God of War and roasted meat roared challenge to all that would oppose him.

 

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  1. This all came about at a Blackstone raid where we had bought some really, really nice thick cut gourmet bacon. We arrived at the event with our prize and quickly built a fire upon which to roast it. It was then that we realized we had nothing to cook the bacon with. Not a pan nor a fork nor even a sharpened stick was to be had. It was then that we realized what had to be done. With the bacon clutched in our bare hands, we held them over the fire for as long as we could take the pain. With an ow, ow, ow we would cry until we switched hands. We repeated this process for sometime until one of us realized that you could lay old Mark 1 Household Sidearm on the embers and cook three strips of bacon at a time upon it. There was much rejoicing for not only were we able to cook bacon but we had also found another use for the side arm other than making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. It was during this cooking that Vycktor I, the Hero of Northshield, in his self appointed title of Duke of Hazard, Knighted us with the sacred bacon grease. Thus did Sir Cumspect the myesterious, Sir Cumfrence the round, Sir hrrosis the liver, Sir Riasis the itchey, Sir Cular the Saw and sir Cumnavigate the intrepid take seats at the oblong table.

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