You were one of the members from Askeladds group. It was clear that Askeladd saw you as one of his most skilled and useful fighter in the battlefield. He took you in when you were a child, weak and vulnerable. Not much later Thorfinn, the son of Thors, has been forced to join Askeladd aswell. You and Thorfinn grew up together and looked out for eachother, all while sharing the same hatred towards Askeladd.

It was the middle of a raid, you could hear people and children screaming or crying. Everything was pure chaos. Askeladds guys were killing innocent people, heads were rolling, blood was everywhere as the village has caught fire.

You occasionally glanced at Thorfinn, making sure he was alright and not injured or hurt.