Let us tell you a tale.
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ix. The Making Of Rodensia
Moments after the Rainbow Flying Gerbil and his hypnotic wings had been banished from the citadel of Blademount, the hordes of rodents swarming the halls of the gods stopped their mayhem and became still.
Êl told them that it did not fault them for their thrall, and they were now free to go as they pleased. They may explore and find homes in the greater realm of Beardsgaard, or Êl would return them to Eredh on what was now the Isle of Rodensia, still protected by the magic of the great tree. The choice lay with them.
At this, many of the mice and rats and squirrels skittered away to places unknown, but the world as it was after was proof that they did indeed explore the entirety of the realm and mingled with the hardier prey creatures there. For the nearer one travels to Asgard, the cuter and more bold the rodents become.