Duchy of Normandy AAR: The Exiled Vikings
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Chapter 1: The Wanderer
Summer 865 AD
"I can never go back...never."
My name is Hrolf, and i am an exile.
My father was a very powerful danish noble, advisor to the king and trusted friend also. But when the king died his successor, who had always envied my father, had him quietly killed whilst my older brother Gurim and I were on a hunting expedition. When we returned to our home we found our father dead, lying on the threshold.
He was surrounded by blood but still grasping his sword. Upon seeing this Gurim lost his mind with rage and although i tried to stop him he rode off to "...disembowl the bastard king..." .
I never saw him again but i hear he was captured and privately executed. Upon hearing of this i knew i could not stay in my homeland but must leave forever. It was a hard choice but now looking back, i know it was the right one.
I joined a viking fleet and was quickly recongised by the leader, Sigfred, as being sharp witted and brave. Though only young, I soon became one of his most trusted men, and was with him when we raided the frankish city, Paris.
We gained much plunder there, the stupid franks letting us loot half their city, then paying us to go away! Every man was richer after Paris, with enough silver to retire comfortably and still be wealthy. Sigfred then took us to raid the northern coastline of Frankia. There we found a land at the mouth of the Seine which was fertile and prosperous, and, because knowone was there to stop us, we stayed.
After we set up our stronghold at Rouen, Sigfred suprised me with a an unexpected offer, he wanted to adopt me! I accepted of course, for one because i like the old man, and two because when he passess to Valhalla, i will gain control of all of the norsemen in northen Frankia.
So here i sit around the hearth with my adopted father and the other leaders, discussing what our next move must be, for there is an abundance in poorly defended, weak petty kingdoms surrounding us that must either bend knee or perish. I am determined to make a new life for myself here and not look back, I will conquer all i come across and send my enemies writhing to the corpse hall.
I am Hrolf the Wanderer and all will fall before me!!
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