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Indian Sleipnir
An image of a figure riding an eight-legged horse was something commonly found in Scandinavia. The only problem was this had been found in a territory that had once upon a time belonged to Algonquin people before a battle with marauding Huron had wiped them out. The art was even in the Algonquin style.
In a tent sitting before it not far from where it had been found, Cam Martinez and Basil Hagen both stared at the image. They were both tugging an ear as they tried to figure something out that was bothering them.
"Basil, you subscribe to the belief that the Norse who settled here in North America ended up marrying with the native population aren't you?" asked Cam.
"I do." Replied Basil.
"And you believe that ultimately the native culture swallowed up the Norse, don't you?"
"I do."
"What do you say about this?" asked Cam. "It has been carbon dated to be about two hundred years old!"
"I don't know." Replied Basil. "All I know is that Lee and Tina are out there looking into this since last week there was a sighting of some specifically Viking-like types wandering about this reserve."
"Basil, this is the largest reserve in Canada and according to the rangers it jealously guards its secrets." Stated Cam. "Suppose this isn't some sort of elaborate hoax. Suppose that there is some fusion of Viking Age Norse and First Nation culture out there! Suppose they are hostile! Basil, some first nation cultures once practiced cannibalism and the pagan Norse practiced human sacrifice."
"You think I don't know that?" asked Basil. "That is hardly the most friendly of combinations. I'm just trying to go to my happy place so I can think clearly with this atmosphere of danger building up here."
"Okay, okay, I'll do that too." Said Cam. "That is a good idea. We need to stay calm, go to our happy places and once there we need to contact Lee and Tina."
"Why did Holger have to be assigned to the New Jersey Pine Barrens?" asked Basil.