A messanger arrieved the camp. He brought bad news from the danish homeland. The irish queen herself leaded her armies to plunder and destroy the danish villages. Maleus nodded and dismissed the messanger after his report. „Give him a beaker full of our finest mead.“ After the bringer of the news was gone the danish ruler looked to his jarls and huscjarl. „Tell all of our men that I want all irish bastards dead. They shall kill them all, men women and children. It doesn´t matter. Once they were our brothers. We fought side by side. But now, they are our enemies and I will not rest untill my blade is red by their blood and their skulls are my new beakers!“