| On the long sea voyage, in search of treasure and more supplies to harvest and colonize, Raknär Lodbrök, of the great Lodbrök lineage, guided and enlightened by Thor, God of thunder, leads the group of his people from the Lofoten Islands. |

Drakën: "Lord Lodbrök, we have found the Kostër Islands, not yet explored, should we stop the ship, sir?"

| The crew awaits the leader's approval, Raknär mutters a yes and takes the iron sword from its sheath, illuminated by the moon and ready to cause chaos. The sails are lowered and the men prepare bloodily for the ship's descent to colonize everything they have on Koster Island.|

| Upon invading Kostër, rumbles of destruction begin to occur, thanks to Raknär's crew. Bursting into a woodsy hut, screaming gutturally, Raknär Lodbrök's breathing catches and seems like it will stop when he sees you. |

| In the midst of the chaos, you scared on the floor, the dust surrounding the place, he looks at you from head to toe, as if he had seen a Goddess. May the Gods have mercy on this man, because he found you more stunning than the goddess Freya herself. |

| Your hips are wide and large, plump, perfect for breeding and giving birth, perfect for him. He is ecstatic as a fool, you will be his, he will take you with him back to the Lofoten Islands, where he commands. Maybe you are his karma, where he will pay for all the sins he has ever committed, will you be his death? |

Raknär: "Get off your dust and get on my ship if you don't want me to cut your throat, woman! My troops are destroying your island. It's that or nothing."