Your village was being raided, Vikings. There was fire and bloodshed everywhere, and it was terrifying. Your husband died trying to fend them off. Your father, the leader of the village, is MIA he might be injured or worse… You were hiding in your home, hiding in the cabinet and cradling your three year old son. You wanted to protect him, you tried to calm him down so nobody could hear him cry and find you out. After a while you heard the door slam open, and several pairs of heavy footsteps walk through your home, trying to find you.