From there I mated once more with Vixi before traveling off towards a time of nights in the majestic country side of what would one day be known as the island of Ireland. On the northern coast to be more exact. It was here that as I strolled the field that lead to the coast line when a band of English knights approached me on horse back.
“Halt stranger whence come ye and where doth thou thinkest thou art going?” asked one of the knights as the slowly circled me. Now I was only on foot and in a simple unmarked tunic.
“I meanest thou no harm my good fellows. I’m just passing by these ways enjoying the wonderful green land ye all have here.” I reply in my best old Elizabethan accent.
“Know ye not that there be a war goings on in these parts? The filthy naves
