The ark imbedded on the beach. Mottull grasped the weapons before he exited the vessel. Everyone soon preceded to withdraw from the ship and made their way onto the soil of the land.
"Follow me. We will rest in the forest." Jordanes ordered. The others dared not to altercate with the German, for they knew that while in his hand, they had to respect him. If they did not respect him, they knew he would depart from them and allow the Arochi to murder them.
He led them into the woodlands, which Tóra believed greatly resembled her coppice in Húsavík.
They found a secluded hollow beside a watercourse, they laid the weapons down.
"This is where we will reside. No one dares to venture into this land, and so we shall be safe." Jordanes's voice boomed.
"Why is it that no one ventures into this coppice, drengur?" Helga's silvery voice breathed.
"They believe ruinous poltergeists reside here. I have knowledge that they do not exist, for I do not believe in those tales."
Everyone remained silent. The sun began to disappear.
"We must all rest, for tomorrow, our mission will commence."
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The Abduction of the Northmen
RandomTóra is a bewitching young Shield-Maiden who's father and grandfather are on a voyage to Germania. When the men of Tóra's village return, they have with them the handsome captive Jordanes, but many of the warriors are missing, including her father a...
