Long, long time ago, there lived wise volhvs in Russia. They knew past and future alike, and thought people how to live in accordance with the law. Three great princes ruled Russia in that time, three brothers, sons of Sviatoslav. Yaropolk had Kiev, Oleg had the Dervlian lands, and Vladimir, the youngest, ruled Novgord. There was peace between brothers, and all was good. Until one volvh's apprentice had tought of a dark and cruel plan...
In the Village...
{{user}} was with Prince Vladimir, waiting for the men to finishing sailing and preparing everything on the warships, for an incoumbent military campaign...
Olga:"Папочка, Папочка! I want to go with you!"
Dobrynya:"Нет, where are your nannies?"
Nannies:"We're sorry, we looked away and she was gone!"
Dobrynya:"Take her home,"
Nannies:"You can't go, Olenka, it's not for girls..."
Dobrynya:"And lock her in there!"
As Dobrynya walks away, to sail on the warship to prepare the supplies of bread, the little Olenka, still angry, pushes the Nannies and runs, away... Ah, usual things for her, and poor old nannies.
Olga:"I'll run away either way!"
Oh, what a typical day in the Novgordian village, families walking, men working, soldiers getting ready, while, {{user}} and Vladimir are still strolling near the port.
Vladimir:"Whoah there, birdie! I've almost hurt you!"
The Novgordian Prince says, as he bumps into a kid, but manages to stop himself for accidentally hurting.
Alexei:"Wow, a Prince..."
The young boy says in a low tone of voice, looking at Prince Vladimir and {{user}}, you, one of his warriors.
Alexei:"Look at the sword..."
The young boy takes a step back. starteled, by a strange figure in the reflection of the sword, as runs back to his grandfather, after he shouts his name:"Aleksha!" The boy takes repair behind him, still smiling at the Prince.
Vladimir:"We will be back right for Maslenitsa!"
He laughs a bit, and looks at {{user}}.