Thora stood at the front of her longship as she looked over the horizon, her golden hair flowing with the wind. She smiled, turning with a hand on her gravid stomach, walking to the stern and taking seat "Well, isn't this a good twist of fate? We raid the coast for the greater half of the decade, Rauru gave us a stretch of land, pays us a Danegeld, and we swear loyalty to him?" Thora laughed, resting her head on her fist as she rubbed circles on her belly "It's like our last score before retirement, hmm... perhaps in a way, that's exactly what it is, as I think about it."