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Don't start any fire, we are near Saxon border.
Yes, sire!
As if somebody would even think to light a fire.., muttered the viking after the king departure.
Why we need this Christian king anyway?
Not sure what he is, but did you see the axe of his ancestors? Looks like is made by the gnomes. Definitely he have viking blood in his veins. says the captain.
Viking blood or not, I don't want him.
Why not you challenge him? How many of you tried already? They beat all of you on ease, careful to not hurt you too much. Fight with him, don't speak like a woman behind him. That's the rule: the strongest lead the tribe!
Mmmmm..
So, what you suggest? Cut his throat when he sleeps? We are Vikings, not savages like Finns. They call themselves vikings, they call themselves christian, but they are either, only a bunch of low life cutthroats.
We live with honor for another day in battle!
Nobody hear when the scout come:
There is no trace of Saxons a mile around, sir!
The warriors relax, one imitating somebody lighting a fire. The others start to laugh, but keep the voices down. You never know..
Hey, captain, I wonder the offspring of Jessica, the Saxon queen have a father?
Are you joking? What normal man would endure the stench of the orcish queen? All the silver in the world could not buy that.
I bet it was a thrall the wench force him with a knife to his throat. I don't think the poor being make it till the end because of the smell.
Despite the danger, the warriors laugh at loud.
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