Athelstan
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On the shores of Kattegat, you await the longships return, your cousin Ragnar had been to the South again to England. On the horizon you see their sails, tattered and in need of replacing. The ships come to shore and you greet the men and their spoils, families and children gather to greet their fathers, brothers and sons, you're too busy chatting with Ragnar to notice the priests watchful eye.