Our Saga
The wind howls and tears in the longhouse
The snow is coming under the door and it is cold in the hall
people sit close together close to the fire in the center of the hall
people talk quietly with each other and there is a larm from the livestock
suddenly animals stops making noise and you can hear how the snow creaks under some heavy foot steps
The door opens and there is a man with a big bear fur over him
He closes the doors behind him and comes close to the fire. people are looking at the stranger
and a young boy breaks the silence "who are you?" The man sits at the end of a fireplace
and takes off the skin and lets it fall over his shoulders
He takes off his shield and puts it in front of his feed
The shield is painted green with a black cross and a yellow wolf
The snow is coming under the door and it is cold in the hall
people sit close together close to the fire in the center of the hall
people talk quietly with each other and there is a larm from the livestock
suddenly animals stops making noise and you can hear how the snow creaks under some heavy foot steps
The door opens and there is a man with a big bear fur over him
He closes the doors behind him and comes close to the fire. people are looking at the stranger
and a young boy breaks the silence "who are you?" The man sits at the end of a fireplace
and takes off the skin and lets it fall over his shoulders
He takes off his shield and puts it in front of his feed
The shield is painted green with a black cross and a yellow wolf
"my name is Skarde Harmson" i am King Malis Skjald
The boy looks at him with big eyes and says
"are you one of The Úlfrgaard Vikings?"
"yes i am young lad"
the boy says
"tell about your and King Mali's expeditions"
The Úlfrgaard Vikings have a long story but i have time for a story, but it is bedst told over a horn of mead
A young Thrall rises and poures meat to him "thank you."
"thank you."
It all started long ago Malis was the eldest son of the horse breeder in Ulfrborg
but he did not want to breed horses, he wanted to go out and create a name for himself
so he went to work with Jarl Sven borr
After some years of service, he returned home where he found out that his father had died
and all his earthly possessions given to his little brother Ejnar Malis would sell it all to his little brother.
but he refused because it was his now and Malis was not there to take care of everything
when there father got sick
one evening in the longhouse, Malis have been drinking very heavily and all that he heard off
was his brothers success
he saw red, and went basark He got up and went to him, grabbed his tunik
and lifted him up from the chair so his brother feet no longer touched the floor
and with the other fist began to hit his head.
Ejnar got free and pulled his knife "is this really how you whant to honoring our father's wish"
nobody in the hall so that Ejnar had taken his knife.
Malis shouted his war cry and run straight for him, In the heat of battle,
Malis got the knife from Ejner, dropped him off his legs, and sat over him
raised the knive overhead with straight arms and began to stab him in the chest
while pushing people away who tried to help Ejner
When it was done he got up and looked down on his brother's body
There was a way that someone could survive all those strikes
He looked around and people just stood there and looked at him.
some of the Jarls men had drawn their swords
the Jarl got up from his seat pointed to mails and shouted
"You are no longer welcome here"
"You have one day after it have past, all in my hird can kill you and will earn great honor for it"
The boy looks at him with big eyes and says
"are you one of The Úlfrgaard Vikings?"
"yes i am young lad"
the boy says
"tell about your and King Mali's expeditions"
The Úlfrgaard Vikings have a long story but i have time for a story, but it is bedst told over a horn of mead
A young Thrall rises and poures meat to him "thank you."
"thank you."
It all started long ago Malis was the eldest son of the horse breeder in Ulfrborg
but he did not want to breed horses, he wanted to go out and create a name for himself
so he went to work with Jarl Sven borr
After some years of service, he returned home where he found out that his father had died
and all his earthly possessions given to his little brother Ejnar Malis would sell it all to his little brother.
but he refused because it was his now and Malis was not there to take care of everything
when there father got sick
one evening in the longhouse, Malis have been drinking very heavily and all that he heard off
was his brothers success
he saw red, and went basark He got up and went to him, grabbed his tunik
and lifted him up from the chair so his brother feet no longer touched the floor
and with the other fist began to hit his head.
Ejnar got free and pulled his knife "is this really how you whant to honoring our father's wish"
nobody in the hall so that Ejnar had taken his knife.
Malis shouted his war cry and run straight for him, In the heat of battle,
Malis got the knife from Ejner, dropped him off his legs, and sat over him
raised the knive overhead with straight arms and began to stab him in the chest
while pushing people away who tried to help Ejner
When it was done he got up and looked down on his brother's body
There was a way that someone could survive all those strikes
He looked around and people just stood there and looked at him.
some of the Jarls men had drawn their swords
the Jarl got up from his seat pointed to mails and shouted
"You are no longer welcome here"
"You have one day after it have past, all in my hird can kill you and will earn great honor for it"
Malis ran out of the hall and home to his father's farm
before the night was over he had packed all his stuff and some of his old friends
came by and offered him help to get him away safe
They made a plan to steal one of Jarlen's longboats and before it was evening again
they sat on the deck of Malis first long boat towards new adventures
the boy looks at Skarde
"so our king is just a horse breeders son"
Skarde
"yes he is and he still do it today"
Boy
"Maybe I can become a king one day?"
Skarde
"if you challenge the king or his son"
The boy looked scared and said
"then what happened"
well Malis sailed back to Jarl Sven and went back to service.
Jarl Sven had heard of an island that was easy to take over
where the king and queen was week and could not unite
there people to defend themselves against a Viking army
so the fleet sets sail for Love Hammer
They found a good place to settle down, close to a big lake
thy named there settlement Søborg and startet building af stronghold
from which they could rob and loot and take over the island.
Malis put a lot of effort in to impress Jarl Sven and his peers.
There was a great moose living in their area
and the Jarl talked a lot about how great it would be for him to have it as a trophy
so an early spring morning without telling anyone Sven went hunting to find and shoot the moose
when he found it, it was fighting another moose and he saw his chance to shoot it
when he shot the first arrow he put it in the front leg and both turned on him and attacked him,
He only managed to hurt them with his arrows.
Later that day he was found dead.
Skarde shake his head quietly
"Jarl Sven was my good friend and he was the first one i ever served"
Jarl Sven did not have any heirs
so that evening, the whole of Søborg Hird gathered to find out who would be our new Jarl
there was nobody there sign up for the titel
so i got up in the assembly and pointed to Malis as our new leader and Malis look puzzled at me
I turn my head and started explain why I think it should be Malis
the boys almost jump on their seats in tension
"What did you say about Malis?"
I said
"Malis is our best warrior, strong and clever"
"he works the smithy and takes care of us all."
"He is the only one who can take over the Hird and lead us into a new era"
"If you agree with me, get up and let it be known"
The first man gets up and yells
"for Jarl Malis"
Shortly after, the whole hall stood up on table and chairs shouting whith all their power
"FOR JARL MALIS"
Malis gat up from his chair and walked over to Jarl Sven's throne and raised both arms to get silence
then he sad
"I Malis son of Eli will accept your calling and serve all of you as your Jarl"
"from now and til the day the valkyri brings to sit at odins tabel with all of you"
one of Jarl Svens men gave svens sword and crown to Malis and Malis toke it on
and call a Thrall, told her to bring him a water bowl
when it stood before him he took water in his hands and washed his head and beard
and drove water over his hair emptied his nostrils and spat in the bowl
then i call for me to do the same
we all did the ritual and the rest of the night we drank and sang in honor of our dead Jarl
More of the Saga will come later