The bards will sing of this day, this battle, this carnage! As the Scots, already weakened by war and pestilence sail to the Viking homelands in search of wealth and glory, they are met with what seems at first to be an equally weak foe, and for sure it seems their leader is not fully in possession of his wits as he makes clumsy and foolhardy thrust with his Hearthguard and they are dismissed. But mistakes were to be made by both Warlords this day and the payback is harsh. Both warbands are reduced to nought as quickly as dried leaves are blackened by fire. In the end it is the steely gaze of Warlord to Warlord. Both thrust but only one falls. It is Victory for Olaf, but the cost is great.
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February 2018
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