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Sigurd:Quiet! All! Give me a chance to speak!Two days ago, we rid this land of Kjotve and his dogs. Yet today we do not celebrate. Today we cower under a cloud of fear. But it need not be like this. We are not the heel-trodden subjects of a boy-king! We are the Raven Clan. Our destiny is our own!
Tekla:Did you know about your father's oath to Harald?
Sigurd:I did not. And for that, my anger burns hotter than any man's here. But I will not let that drive me into despair. We cannot stay in Norway, not under Harald's boot, not without fueling more war. So we push forward. To newer lands.
Gudmund:It will take time and resources to build ourselves a new home. But the riches taken from Kjotve's raid would suffice.
Sigurd:No. That belongs to my father, as a fair compensation. In England, we must start anew.
Bragi:You would start us with nothing, in a land we do not know, among people who hate us?
Eivor:Kjotve's riches would go some way to easing our passage, Sigurd. I bested him. It is within my rights to claim his goods.
Sigurd:Our leaving must not be an assault on my father. It is a time of renewal for us.
Eivor:If we go, we will need all the help we can get. I saw we take Kjotve's spoils for our own.
Sigurd:I abhor such theft. But if this is what it takes to sway you to my cause, I accept.
Eivor:Styrbjorn will prosper by the generosity of his new king. Kjotve's riches belong to us.
Eivor:If you object, I understand. Let your father keep Kjotve's riches. England will have riches and cargo enough for us.
Sigurd:Good. I did not want this cloud hanging over us. It is a wise leader who considers the need of others.
Randvi:To England then, before the day is out. Pack what you need, but no more than that.
Eivor:And tighten your lips. The last thing we need is the attention of Harald's troops.
As the crowd dispersed, Eivor noticed Valka leaning on a post nearby.
Eivor:How much did you hear?
Valka bidding Eivor farewell
Valka:Enough. A new path is revealed and your journey will be challenging.
Eivor:Will you not join us?
Valka:For my mother's sake, I cannot, but our threads will cross again before the final day. Until then, farewell.
Eivor made her way to the docks and overheard two women talking.
Norse Woman 1:I don't like the way those soldiers watch me.
Norse Woman 2:I find it flattering.
Norse Woman 1:You think one will marry you and carry you off to the capital?
Norse Woman 2:Would he?
Norse Woman 1:He would take his pleasure and move on, you moon-eyed magpie. Leaving you with a little soldier to raise by yourself.
Eivor soon met Sigurd and the departing Clanmembers at the docks.
Sigurd:Eivor, the wind favors us! We should set sail without delay.
Eivor:You made quick work of packing. Well done.
Randvi:The dream of new lands is a powerful lure.
Eivor:As is the promise of glory. But the act of leaving so beloved a home, there is a sadness to it.
Sigurd:Having doubts?
Eivor:No. Not at all. The die is cast.
Sigurd:Then let fate guide our journey. Are you ready?
(Accept – "I am ready")
Eivor:I am ready. Let us take to the water and leave unbothered while we have the chance.
Randvi:That chance has passed. Look.
Eivor looked to see a longship heading toward the docks.
Eivor:Fate flies on swifter wings than we.
Sigurd:King Harald's banner.
The longship pulled into port and docked. Styrbjorn stepped off the ship and approached Sigurd as he knelt at a crate reviewing a map.
Styrbjorn:Sigurd, what is this assembly? What are you planning?
Sigurd explaining his actions to Styrbjorn
Sigurd stood and turned to Styrbjorn.
Sigurd:An exit, Father. As graceful as I can. For if I cannot be king in the land of my birth, I will start a new saga. In England.
Sigurd sat back down.
Styrbjorn:Nonsense. Your place is here, Son. At my side. There will be other victories soon, other glories.
Sigurd:My choice is made, Father. Do not hope otherwise.
Styrbjorn:It is easy to lose one's way on the road to glory. Do not let false victories blind you to what is true.
Insulted, Sigurd rose again, turned, and confronted his father up close.
Sigurd:You talk of false victories to me, old man? A sad old bear who destroyed his honor with one bent knee? The further I sail from this place, the louder I will sing.
Eivor speaking to Styrbjorn
Sigurd stormed off as Eivor sidled up to her father.
Sigurd:My choice is made, Father. Do not hope otherwise. There is nothing for me here. I must go make my name in the world.
Sigurd rose and began walking to his ship. Eivor made to stand beside her father, only for him to quickly follow Sigurd, forcing her to trail him in turn. As the group walked along, Styrbjorn noticed a Clanmember carrying a crate of supplies.
Styrbjorn:And you have plundered Fornburg's resources, I see. You leave nothing behind but your honor.
Sigurd stopped and turned, pointing his hand accusingly.
Sigurd:You left me no choice. I entered the althing (clan meeting) a prince. I left the son of a jarl.
Styrbjorn:There are always choices, Sigurd. I will not stand between you and yours, but I do not accept it.
Sigurd left to board his ship. Styrbjorn sighed at his son's inability to listen, then turned in disappointment to Eivor, who stood a few paces behind.
Styrbjorn:Seventeen winters ago, I opened my door to you, Eivor. And now... your only thanks is to rob me? I should have left you to the wolves.
Styrbjorn walked back down the dock as Sigurd sidled up to Eivor.
Sigurd:Sad old elk. Do not carry his words with you to England. He brought this day upon himself.
Eivor nodded.
Eivor:I know.
The ship setting off to England
Eivor boarded Sigurd's longship and set sail to England.
Dag:The time for tears is over, you weeping sacks of wool! Put some muscle into those pulls!
Bragi:Ration your strength, Dag. We have an ocean to cross.
Dag:All right, you lazy bacraut (asshole). Sigurd, what's our course?
Sigurd:The Sons of Ragnar established a settlement near the coast. We set sail for that. Bragi! Sing a song to lift our hugr (spirits)!
Dag:To rouse the gods! Inspire a mighty fart from Thor to speed us on our way!
Sigurd:An ocean lies before us, Eivor. And on its far side, a new kingdom awaits.
Eivor:You know England well from your travels?
Sigurd:I spend a season in their Kingdom of Mercia. A temperate land. Lush and wild. By now, the Sons of Ragnar will have claimed its heart.
Eivor:Do we mean to join their army?
Sigurd:They will join ours! In time, all of England will know of Raven Clan and the glory we brought to that fractured land. So to England, glory and destiny!
