Eir the Raven

Part of the Inzalo run.

One day, in a remote area of the Rockies, Eir swooped in to steal the rabbit that was about to get caught Cedrick’s trap. He was somewhat peeved (and hungry) so he shouted at Eir, and was somewhat startled when she shouted back. And even more startled when Eir dropped half the rabbit at his feet.

Over the next week, Eir occasionally gave more presents of half game animals, until one day she chased a multi-point buck right into one of his traps, and then just waited for him to dispatch it.

They both ate well for several days after. Random self-conversation by Cedrick was answered by her, startling Cedrick at first, but, eventually he just accepted the conversational partner. Their partnership grew from there.

When that particular trip was done, and Cedrick said goodbye, Eir asked “Why goodbye?” and Cedrick’s explanation of going on to your next destination just brought laughter. Having decided to adopt Cedrick, Eir followed her new pet. Happily stalking Cedrick through cities, and being willing to ride an arm or shoulder and share food or treasures as appropriate. She really seems to enjoy the respect and honor the various Viking reenactiors give her, even being known to show some favorites amongst them. But she always returns to her pet, Cedrick.

One unfortunate fellow found out that grabbing Eir and trying to put her in a cage is a really good way to lose nerve-function in his hand. Since birds talk to one and other, every time he is out where birds are, he has a miserable time of it. Because of them throwing things at him, stealing from him, and generally making him miserable, he has become somewhat of a shut-in. His delivered packages are often well painted, by whatever local birds are around.

Eir is often closed-beak around other people, unless extremely startled, when she might shout a word or two in surprise. But Eir is never profane. An occasional “gosh darn” or “heck” but not stronger than that, and the English she speeks sounds like slightly archaic southern US in origin.

Her sense of humor is small, but existent, and also has a strong sense of vengeance, and has happily “painted” windshields (or unprotected heads) of those who have done things to annoy her Cedrick, like cut him off in traffic, diss his art, or the like. And she occasionally has recruited other black birds to join in on the fun, including sitting one on each shoulder for moots, once the Odin reference was explained. At one point, one of the other members of a Moot was annoying Cedrick, so she flew over, landed on the other side of that person’s car, and kept making the car-alarm noises. Just because she could.