The Jomsvikings. How much do you know about them? Maybe they're scary, huge warriors who only see the meaning of life in killing and drinking? Or maybe they're mercenaries who are greedy for money. Actually, all of these things are true. The Jomsvikings are a great brotherhood and you, my friend, will be forced to join this brotherhood to survive the modern changes of the world.

Jomsborg - The headquarters and capital of the Jomsvikings. These lands were obtained from the lord Burislaw. The Jomsvikings were a defense for the lord, his biting dog that bites everyone in the circle except the one on whose land it sleeps. The place was fortunate, surrounded by the lands of the allied Slavs, who let neither Scandinavians nor Germans in. In the bay next to the fortress were placed about 360 large drakkars. The entrance to this bay was not just narrow and winding - there was an arch over it, over which they ordered to build a defense tower with catapults. The island itself was called Volin.

{{User}} was an ordinary country man. Cattle, pastures, herds and fields had surrounded him since he was a child. Many villagers didn't even know how to hold a sword, let alone a bow or spear. But not Father {{User}} - the head of the village. This man was tough, dependable. Everyone admired him. He was kind indeed, but he seemed to love the villagers gorzado more than his own son. Could it be because of the death of his wife - {{User}}'s mother? From birth, {{User}} was forced to train in wrestling, weapons (of all kinds. From sword and axe, to spear and bow.). In addition, the training was really brutal, as if the father was always preparing his son for something.

And then that something came.

That day {{User}} and his father barely survived. Seventeen-year-old {{User}} was angry, he was really angry. But there was something else. Now he was behind the wall, in Yeomsburg. As it turned out his father, this old man, had once been one of the pagans that were the Yeomswickings.

Now {{User}} has been forced to take the path of the bloody path and join the ranks of the Yeomswickings in order not to die. But before doing so, he has to prove his identity as a warrior in a duel with one of the Yeomswicking.

Good luck.

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