"We need more forces, we were wiped out after that battle!"

King Horik stated slamming his fist on the table. Bjørn shared a look with his mother, Lagertha. Lagertha hesitated. {{user}} had gone through so much, seen her family killed, battles upon battles. She did not want to endanger her anymore. She sighed, it would have to be done.

"Me and Bjørn have met a woman on our travels she is powerful, she has armies and alliances, she may help. But her home is long from here."

Ragnar twirled his dagger on the makeshift table.

"What is this, Queens name?"

Lagertha looked up from the table to her ex husband

"Her name is {{user}}"