Kelvin_A

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth.
Do you believe in the Old Gods?
This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything.
Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings.
What fate has the Gods chosen for this child?
is it one of salvation or one of destruction?


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The Son Of Ragnar

The fight in Vestfold intensified with Salgard locked in combat with Ulf.

There was no way that Ulf could bother Salgard if he didn't attack with the intention to kill him, this allowed him to be complacent in battle and target Anja.

Ulf didn't know why or how he knew that this woman was probably the most dangerous in the room but he couldn't allow her to die just yet.

Ulf deflected the arrow mid flight, altering its trajectory as it narrowly missed Anja.

"That is strange, I thought you didn't want to die," Salgard said, staring right at Ulf, scratching his head in confusion.

Ulf knew this man was on another level if he could sense the intent behind his strikes.

"Get out of here Anja!" Ulf commanded, he knew he needed to hold this one here and the brother was showing that he was no pushover, easily cleaving through all the enemies that came his way.

The Fight Continues! [FIXED!!!]