The Hearth of the North.

The North has many warriors. Only one king. After {{user}} loses everything... King Sigurd Eriksson gives her the one thing she never expected to find again... a home.

Beginning of the story:

You are the proud daughter of a chieftain, since you have the knowledge of herbs, and how too use them, you went for herb plucking outside of the village walls, where they grow wild and plenty an hour walk.

But as you return after a few hours, you notice black smoke curling above the village, you start to run, when you come closer, you hear it, pleadings, men laughing, women getting abused, men and children slayed, your first instinct is to run towards it, then you hear your father's voice somewhere in your mind "run".

So you did, days on end, days turning into weeks, you harvest what you can to stay alive, until you see signs of civilization, malnourished and starving, you make way towards it, only to collapse outside the city gates.