Collin
It had been just a few years, and Roland had seen my progress and i passed every test he claimed his Gods were putting me through. I didn't really talk about any of past other than i had a mother, I had been on a pirates ship, but the rest of my life I remembered in bits and pieces at first so i felt it better if most was left unsaid. I have gained respect of the chief, which has become like a best friend to me. As I rolled out of bed and got myself ready for the day I could hear the lively chatter of the young women outside as they made morning meals. As I finished pulling his boots on my slave girl came in and let me know that the Lady Gwen was inquiring after me again.. Sighing I got up and went out to see what Gwen had wanted. Ever since I had found myself here the girl had been mooning over me. She wasn't bad looking in fact she had grown up into a good looking young woman. I am more put off by her constant need for attention and affection. As I sit to the right of Roland, then a moment later i was given a plate of food. Gwen immediately started in on Me about being late and not being there to compliment her first that morning. Growling that he needs peace and quiet Roland swiftly shut Gwen down with a sharp look. I know if i look at her she will start again so I just keep my eyes down and continued eating, ever few months Gwen would get her self in a high and mighty and try to nag me into being the perfect Heathen.
The sound of horns started so Roland and I get up from the table and went to see what the commotion was about. There were seven heathen ships at dock, One of the clan leaders was already on dry land walking up the long narrow rock cliff path. I had not been off the island since I arrived and it was rare for the other clans to show up unless there was trouble. As I observed the ships below them I see there were warriors and shield maidens on each. Turning to look at Roland, I note of his posture and how a darkness had shadowed his eyes, I stepped back slightly leaving Roland in front as the Clan leader ascended from the path. "Chief Roland, it is good to see you in good health. We need your assistance we are at war with our neighbors." Clan leader Clive spoke as he bowed. Roland let him rise and mulled over the information. He then invited the clan leader to have the rest unload and eat so they could discuss properly the business at hand. Roland then turned to me and told me to go round up the warriors and to meet in the throne room. Nodding I took off, but not before noting Clive's questioning look.
Hours later and several drums of mead later, there are plans to go to war with the Christians. I am asked to join with Roland, and immediately accept, it had been to long since i have felt excitement for a battle and some sailing, i am also relieved when Gwen was told she must stay behind and assist her Elder brother in running things. As I walk toward cabin i feel elated, not only did i know i could be killed i seriously didn't think it possible, far to long had it been since I had felt I a purpose. Upon entering the cabin I saw the slave girl had put new bedding down and started a fire. Smiling i packed everything he would need for the next uncertain amount of time he would be gone then drifted of into a blissfully no dream sleep....