ᚦ︍ᛖ᛫ᚷᛟᛞᛊ᛫ᚷᚨᚠ︍ᛖ᛫ᚢ︍ᛟᚢ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛗᛖ || Viking

Amidst the storms of battle and the roar of swords, I found solace in the tender gaze of a village maiden, captured by fate in the fortress of our Jarl.

You, among the enemy invaders surrounding you, began to notice the gaze of one of them on you more and more often.

ᛞᚨᛗᚾ᛫ᛒᛖ᛫ᚦ︍ᛖ᛫ᛟᚾᛖ᛫ᚹᚺᛟ᛫ᛞᛖᚲ︍ᛁᛞᛖᛊ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛏᚨᚲᛖ᛫ᚢ︍ᛟᚢ᛫ᚨᚹᚨᚢ︍᛫ᚠᚱᛟᛗ᛫ᛗᛖ