Vol. 1 Chapter 16 - Morning ‘Routine’

A.D. 867 Aethred's 'Home-Stead'

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As the roosters were 'crowing' and the sun was starting to peek out over the hills.. early morning time I got up and stretched getting ready for my day.. after washing and cutting up my carrots and cabbage.. making my dough for my 'steamed-buns' for the morning.. after I made me a 'cage' of them.. I exited the hall of my home and strode towards the 'lean-to' the 'poet' was living at temporarily.. we will build him a modest hall when we get back from Lundene..

"Shakey.. shakey.. hands off snakey.. rise and shine my friend.. top of da mornin' to ye.. got ya something to nibble on for your morning's fast.. 'steamed-buns' try them they are good as cunny.. by the gods are they good.. mm.." I tell my friend whilst finishing my last dumpling handing him three I saved for him..

"First thing after eating in the mornings on this farm that we do is.. stretching.. simple right?.. it may seem simple.. but stretching is just as important part as any when it comes to exercising.. or as I like to call it.. getting my 'swole-on'.." I start to tell him.. then showing him how I stretch..

After we had stretched everything out.. I told him.. "alright now after the stretching is done.. we grab a sandbag and carry it on our backs.. like we are trying to give it a 'piggy-back' ride.. then we jog around the edges of the farm.. we do one lap around the farm carrying the sandbag like so.. then we drop the sandbag for the second lap.." I say while demonstrating how to 'piggy-back' the sandbags I had 'rigged-up'..

"Once we are done with our morning jog we cool off by completing a couple sets of what's called 'five-animal' opera of the school of 'shaolin' martial arts.. it was created for fitness and longevity in mind.. you'll feel the benefits of practicising these exercises if you do them daily by the time we go to 'raid' Lundene.." I give my usual 'bull-shit' 'made-up' as I go story.. about the sets of 'radio-gymnastics'..

"All this knowledge was passed down to me from my mother before she passed.. now I am sharing it with you.. I hope that this shows the 'importance' and 'trust I have for you my friend.. I have big 'plans' for this 'world' we find ourselves in.. I'll need a steady and trusty 'second' in-command.. if your loyal to me my friend.. I'll be loyal to you.. anywho we'll go make our rounds clearing the stalls in the barn and fetching fresh fodder for the animals and whatnot.. when we get back from discussing our upcoming trip to meet Ubba and Guthrum in Eoforwich.." I inform my 'aide-de-camp'.. then we went on our way to Ragnar's..

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Ragnar's Hall

"Who's ready to get 'hammer'd' and have a damn good night of feasting and drinking?!.." I yell whilst I walk in through the 'entrance'.. looking around seeing my 'adoptive' family.. I miss my old family.. but I have a new one.. an entire new family, new life, new destiny.. I'll live this one how I fucking want gods be damned..

I whip my out my 'lute'.. I spent hours carefully 'crafting'.. god I love my 'system' you better believe it.. I hope my first 'system-update' is for a 'lord' system.. or maybe with the way I 'fuck'.. I'll prolly get a 'many-children-many-blessings' system.. Im hoping.. praying.. betting with the gods.. so to say for a 'merchant-of-two-worlds'.. system like the one I think the main characters surname is 'liu' and he has a portal or something alike that he can go to 'Winter-Fell' of 'Westeros' on the planet of 'planetos' in the '#songoficeandfire' universe..

Only the gods know.. so fuck worrying about it.. just gotta keep my head up.. watch every move my enemy makes.. look for every weakness they reveal.. the moment they are in my sight.. the very and 'exact' moment they enter my 'range..

Nothing shall 'deter' my steps.. the steps I'll take stepping over the corpses of my slain enemies.. 'littering' the field of battle.. 'stinking' the very winds flowing across lands.. 'polluting' and burning nostrils of creatures and men alike near the 'battle-grounds'..

Anyway before I get anymore 'lost' in my own thoughts i take a deep breath.. look around and get 'prepared' for my best 'peformance' of David Eugene Edward's 'Kingdom of Ice'.. I've ever given.. I start to 'pluck' at the strings of my lute the sounds 'trilling' bouncing around the hall.. everyone went quiet.. I start to sing..

"Did you oh, man..

Give horse his might?..

And did you oh, man..

Clothe his neck with mane?..

He rushes out..

To meet the sword..

He laughs at fear..

And is not dispaired..

'Lay' hand to mouth..

Spoken once..

I have no answer..

'Lay' hand to mouth..

Spoken twice..

I will say no more..

In 'fierceness' and 'rage'..

His steed 'paws'..

at the ground..

He smells the battle.., from afar..

He turns not back..

From its 'thunderous' sound..

'Lay' hand to mouth..

Spoken once..

You have no answer..

Lay hand to mouth..

Spoken twice..

And say no more..

He stands alight..

The flames of a 'clear-eye'..

We ride from here on..

To his kingdom of ice..

He stands alight..

He stands alight..

We ride from here on..

To his kingdom of ice..".. as I finish the final 'verse' and 'still' the strings by placing my hand firmly on the strings..

"Thank you!.. thank you..".. I say looking around smiling 'crazily'.. and nodding my head.. waiting for the applause..

"Aethred your new song is amazing.. like it was sent from the gods.. I've never heard singing.. or sounds like this.. it makes me want to stomp my feet and nod my head alongside it while it's bouncing around through the air.." Thyra saying whilst looking like a little red haired porcelain doll..

Thinking in my head wondering if Vikings would be 'down' with some heavy metal like 'black-sabbath' or 'Ozzy-Osbourne'.. if I had an electric guitar I would 'most-def'.. throw some 'iron-man'.. or some oblivion by 'Mastodon'.. I bet Vikings would be the right kind of crowd for some heavy metal music..