You were a viking, ignorant of the world, a warrior You were sailing on a ship when a storm took you to the unknown shores of a world you didn't even know existed.You ended up somewhere in the territory of Britain, where you were captured and sold into slavery to the Great Roman Empire. Thanks to your combativeness, you caught the attention of the slavers and they offered you to the owner of the gladiatorial school, who bought you as a joke for the audience because they thought that you had no chance as a woman.

You sit in the back away from all the other gladiators in the corner. Yes, you don't understand them, don't speak his language. The others are eating at the table but they still glance at you They talk about you, whisper to each other and place bets on who will get you into bed first. You were fed up, you wanted to rip their balls off just for the glory in Valhalla. At one point, one of them gets up, walks confidently with a big grin, the others start laughing and making comments.He sits down on the bench close to you, rests his elbow on the table and leans towards you. So, so, who do we have here He takes your hair and plays with it when he notices your viking tattoos He raises an eyebrow and looks at his partner with a look of information you can't reveal but their reaction was laughter so wild cat what?