Ch 56 Departure

(One Day Later)

The Sacrifice ritual was going just as I foresaw..... Athelstan was found to still believe in His God so another had to take his place to appease the Gods.

Leif, the good friend of Ragnar offered his life as a replacement.

Now Leif stood in an animal pen beside the other eight human sacrifices.

I stood alongside Jarra while holding her calloused yet somehow soft hand as we watched man after man walk naked to the bloodstained ceremonial table and lay down willingly to be slaughtered like pigs.

The Head Priest of Uppsala chanted continuously as he methodically cut the throats of the sacrifices with his ancient bronze sword.

Dellingr the storyteller stood beside the head Priest as he used used a large copper bowl to collect the blood as it flowed through a ridge in the gnarled stained wood table.

All of the sacrificed men had smiles on their faces, proud to give their lives for a greater purpose, and so did Leif.

I was never interested in Leif since he seemed attached to Ragnar so I didn't care that he was killing himself, but I would be losing one good warrior in Kattegat.

Before long Leif walked up last....I saw tears in Ragnar, Athelstan, and Torstein's faces as Leif gave them one last smile and laid on the table.

I watched as the glimmering ancient blade moved to his throat and smoothly sliced across his exposed throat.

Leif kept his smile while looking at the beautiful skies above as he gurgled out and his body squirmed strangely.

Seeing all the crimson pour from his throat made me want to walk up and rip out his heart..... But I'd have to resist.

I looked just beside me and saw Jarra staring blankly at the events that unfolded but she squeezed my hand softly out of instinct.

I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her in closer as the Leifs eyes went blank and his body went completely limp.

The Head Priest then spoke. "ALL LORDS AND NOBLES COME FORTH, ACCEPT THE BLESSINGS OF THE GODS...." 

I kissed Jarra on the forehead then walked forward alone to the head Priest who stood over Leifs Corpse along with the few other nobles who were there along with King Horik.

I removed my helmet and held it to my side as the other nobles took the chance to peek at my Milky Eye.

The head Priest dipped his fingers into the big bowl of blood from the nine sacrificed men and brought his hands to each of the Lord's faces.

On most men he painted only one line of the dark blood on each cheek.

"Blessed be those who guide their subjects...."

On King Horik he painted two on each cheek....

"Blessed be those who rule the lands and deliver justice...."

Then He walked over to me and rubbed an entire half of my face in blood.

"Blessed be those who stand above all...."

He spoke and bowed his head slightly before walking away as slaves moved to Leifs body and dragged it off the stand.

I returned beside Jarra and wrapped an arm around the woman, we watched all the sacrifices be hanged from their feet onto large trees as if they were livestock soon to be gutted.

I looked at the dangling corpses for a while until King Horik walked beside me.

"Thenn I have something to discuss with you." He spoke quietly.

I nodded and gave Jarras ass a firm squeeze before walking off with him some meters away toward a clearing where we could speak privately.

"You have done me the honor of joining in an alliance with me and Im sorry for asking this if you so soon....I would like to make use of your negotiating skills and fearsome reputation."

King Horik spoke with fake apology.

"And what would you like my intervention with King Horik?" I asked coldly.

"Well you see...There is a Jarl in Gotaland, Jarl Borg.....He is an important fellow, but he continues to claim he has legal rights over some of my land, He threatens me, He nearly invaded my territory a year ago, but at the last moment he drew back....And now, once again, he is making threatening noises."

King Horik spoke meekly as if playing the victim.

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked him and he cleared his throat before speaking.

"Would you be prepared to travel to Gotaland as my emissary? I can think of no one who I would rather represent my case, for your fame and terrifying reputation is widespread....If the issue is settled, I shall be forever in your debt, What do you say?"

He asked with a raised eyebrow while trying to make himself sound convincing.

"Our alliance is limited to Raids, not diplomatic missions so I'd have to reject you on this request.....But I'm open to being hired.... for a price of course."

I spoke with a slight smile and I saw his hands clench and his eyes glare at me for a moment before he composed himself.

"Indeed....You are right, What would be the price for your assistance?" He asked with a fake smile.

"Hmmm...." I hummed while thinking of a decent number.

"A hundred pounds of Gold, and one well built longship." I spoke with a nod and I saw his face balk so I continued speaking.

"I really hate going to Gottland, and I'd need to bring my warriors as well just in case things got violent, my Huscarls are very loyal but if I moved out with only your promises to float me by I'd have to pay them out of my own coffers.....So that is my price." I spoke while I saw him snarl from the corners of my eyes.

"Fine...Fine....The ship with the Gold will be delivered to Kattegat before your journey." He spoke with hidden venom in his voice then he put on a fake smile, the King was desperate for this since if he went out raiding Borg would surely use his absence to raid and destroy his territories.

"Thank you for your assistance Thenn, I'm glad we could become good friends." He spoke and patted my shoulder before walking off.

I'd have to travel toward Gottaland if I wanted to find Aslaug after all so I might as well make some coins on the way.

Soon after we returned to the Cabin, Bjorn made a large campfire outside and our slaves began cooking a feast for us as we drank mead and relaxed after the Sacrifices.

We all got nice and buzzed for an hour as the slaves brought out loaves of bread to serve with the hearty venison stew from the huge cauldron that hanged over the coals.

Eventually we all heard someone walking down the path to our left.

Immediately my warriors stood up and grabbed their weapons before seeing that it was only Dellingr the Storytelling Priest of Uppsala.

Immediately Balgrud jumped up and ran toward the skinny priest.

"DELLINGR!!! GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!" Balgrud yelled and wrapped the Priest in a hug and kissed his bald head before setting him down and patting his shoulder as they walked back around the campfire.

"It is pleasant to see you in good health Balgrud, Although I have come for a reason." Dellingr spoke and pulled a huge canvas sack from his back.

"The Temple offers these for your consumption, I am here to guide you all on your spiritual journey while your minds are in the lands beyond."

Dellingr spoke and showed opened the sack to reveal a massive amount of psychedelic mushrooms.

Our group of thirty something men looked at the bag with wonder.

"We would be glad to have your assistance Dellingr, would you like to join us for supper first? There is plenty to eat before we ingest those after all." I spoke with a smile.

He nodded then sat beside Balgrud as he began telling the story of how Fenrir was bound in his chains to everyone around the campfire.

After another hour the night had crept in and Everyone stopped eating and drinking while Dellingr walked around and shoved a few grams of Shrooms into everyones mouths while chanting.

We all sat around the fire quietly for a long while until a giggle escaped Floki's lips.

"Hahahahhah...Thenn...Thenn...Do you feel it....hahaha.....The Gods Have Descended..." Foki spoke and rasied his arms to the skies as if feeling their power.

We all remained quiet except for the melodic chanting of Dellingr as he guided all of us skillfully so we would not have a bad trip.

Eventually I began seeing the world pulsate with vibrant colors all around as small fairies floated above us in the trees.

I looked at Jarra who sat wrapped in my arm and saw her face turned into painted clay.....I brought my face to hers and kissed her since I just couldn't resist.

Immediately my tongue felt as it had entered a different dimension when it entered past her lips as it was wrapped in her warm and wet mouth.

I felt a world of sensations as I closed my eyes while our tongues danced skilfully against one another.

The world around us shifted and melted wildly for what seemed like hours until I opened my eyes and realized I was still kissing Jarra....Strange.

Before my trip went too far I stood and threw her over my shoulder before stumbling my way into the lodgings and moving to the bedroom as the hallway seemed to expand and shrink wildly as it shifted in colors and shapes.

I tossed Jarra onto the seemingly glowing bed and stared down at her.

Her face and body looked as if it were animated as she stared at me, Her dirty blonde hair turned into thousands of tiny snakes as I stared down at her for a moment.

She looked up at me with wide eyes as her body squirmed and writhed at the strange feeling of all the armor on her body which was overstimulating her mind.

I moved forward and began stripping her naked slowly as my hands transformed and twisted strangely to my eyes.

Soon after Jarra lay there completely naked while her soft white skin seemed to glow in my shroomed out mind.

I looked down and found my cock was already out of my pants and throbbing madly as I climbed onto the bed and lined myself up with her dripping pussy.

I pushed inside and immediately the warmth and tightness overwhelmed me as I let out a gutteral groan of pleasure while she squeezed tightly and spasmed under me.

Every inch that I pushed inside was even more breathtaking as my cock was engulfed in her heart while I was drowned in ecstasy.

"AHHHHH~" Jarra moaned out loudly as my cock kissed her cervix and I snapped out of my bliss and stared into her deeply blushed face....It was the first time she had ever moaned.

I grabbed her hips and began thrusting slowly and lovingly into her pussy while my mind was assaulted by the numerous colors, Sounds, and sensations going on throughout my body.

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

"OHHHHHHHHH~"

I buried myself inside of her and began spurting out my thick cum deep into her womb as she Squirted and squealed in pleasure from the mind-blowing orgasm.

The last thing I heard was her desperate moans In my mind before I was transcended into a different reality from the shrooms while my hips kept railing into her.....

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(Many Hours Later)

I woke up groggily and felt something hot and wet squeezing on my cock and a warmth on my chest.

After opening my eyes I found Jarra laying on my chest completely unconscious and drooling from her mouth.

The sheets around us were spattered in loads upon loads of Semen and Love juice....We'd have to burn these sheets before leaving.

I shook Jarra but she only groaned out but remained completely limp.

A great hunger could be felt in my stomach so I flipped Jarra over so she laid beneath me and separated from slowly as my cock popped out of her tight pussy.

I leaned down to kiss her forehead softly when I noticed something strange.....I looked at her with my Odin's eye and sighed.

She had my baby in her belly....

I placed a hand over her stomach and held it there gently as she groaned out lightly.

I could get rid of the child but everything happens for a reason.... I'd keep it.

After kissing her on the forehead and throwing a blanket over her I walked over to the door then headed outside.

There were two slaves waiting patiently just outside for their orders.

"Clean her and the room up." I ordered, they bowed deeply and rushed into the room to do their work.

The slaves were all very loyal since I didn't beat them if they did their jobs well, and I never raped them as most other masters would often do.

I walked through the house completely naked and stepped out to wash myself near the well.

I found Many of my warriors laid out limply around the extinguished campfire, the shrooms were just too much for them.

I washed myself off with the well water and was met with Ragnar who had puffy eyes and a sad look on his face.

"If you want to feel better you could roast Athelstan over the campfire for a few hours" I spoke and Ragnar chuckled sadly and shook his head.

"No....Sadly that won't work, I've become unlikely friends with that Priest...." He spoke sadly.

"Then why did you want to sacrifice him?" I asked and worked on washing out my beard.

"I wanted the guidance of the Gods, To tell me what steps I should take next..." He spoke with a fire in his eyes.

"The Gods do not control our actions, they influence us when we require it.... but the actions themselves are entirely our doing." I spoke and patted his shoulder before walking inside.

I entered my room to get dressed and found the two Red faced slaves had just finished cleaning everything off, they also changed the sheets as Jarra lay there unconscious.

"Good work."

I spoke to them and they smiled before scurrying away for fear that id want to shove the giant thing between my legs into them.

Soon I finished dressing into my armor and walked over to Jarra and sat down beside her, soon enough I was running my fingers through her hair as she murmured softly.

I felt a bit different about her now that she had my baby in her belly.....I'd have to be more careful than I was before with impregnating whoever.

I kissed her cheek once then left to go eat.

The slaves in the kitchen made fresh crusty bread along with salted butter which I snacked on while the soup was being finished.

Before long a leek and onion soup with bits of meat was brought forth, Each spoonful was unbelievably delicious, I relaxed before hearing loud thuds on the hardwood floor.

Before long Balgrud stomped out barefoot with messed up hair and a tangled beard, he had vomit stains over his clothes.

"What the fuck happened to you?" I asked with a smile while looking at the hungover Berzerker.

"BOSS, I DONT FEEL SO GOOD....THOSE MUSHROOMS WERE TOO STRONG." He spoke while holding his head in pain.

Then Floki walked in with a sly smile.

"Hahahaha....that's because you ate five handfuls of the mushrooms Balgrud you greedy beast...hahaha....Poor Dellingr stayed with him for hours to keep him from going Berzerker....hahaha..." Floki chuckled and snatched a bun from the table and slathered it in butter.

We all chatted for a while as slowly my men awoke and stumbled in and telling the tales of things they saw last night.....

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(Many Days Later)

We trekked back down the thick forests and steep cliffs for more than a week until finally 

We came across our fortified camp beside my ship.

Immediately it was apparent that a vicious battle had taken place from the dozens of heads on spikes which lined the outer perimeter of the camp.

Immediately one of my men who I left guarding the camp ran forward. 

"BOSS...I MEAN... MY LORD!!! A FEW DOZEN CUNTS TRIED TO ROB US, WE CAPTURED A FEW FOR YOU." My man spoke excitedly as he pointed toward the severed heads, I noticed all of them had the right eye ripped out.

"Any losses in our side?" I asked as our group walked deeper into camp.

"None, well yern broke two of his fingers in the battle but he'll be fine after they heal up." My man spoke and led me to seven men who they captured.

Each man had his hands broken and tied together from overhead as they stood on their bleeding toes, exactly as is tradition for us.

I walked up and asked my warrior. "How'd they come across the camp? Were they searching for us?" 

He shook his head. "No, these are just some outlawed men who formed a warband....Couldn't fight worth a damn after we rushed them though." My warrior spoke.

I walked up to each of the dehydrated and tortured men, my hand dug under their sternums and ripped through their diaphragm before grasping their hearts as they twitched and squirmed.

With a practiced pull their hearts were ripped out while still beating and I feasted ravenously on the seven of them....I wasnt a fan of farmed meat like this but I wouldn't turn it down.

After I was done I gave the order and we pushed out ship back out to Sea with ease, we'd done it many times before and everyone worked hard as the useless members stood nearby and watched.

Once it was in the water we loaded our supplies and people onto it and rowed away.

This trip to Uppsala felt strange, I still couldn't shake the feeling of that Statue forcing me toward it.....I hated not being in control.

After a few minutes of rowing one of my men started to sing and we all joined in.

"~!!!OH SAXONS WONT YOU HIDE YOUR PRETTY GIRLS AND WIVES!!!~" 

"~!!!CAUSE WE'VE COME TO TAKE YOUR WORTHLESS LIVES!!!~"

"~!!!FOR THE ONE EYED EARL WE ROW THESE OARS!!!~"

"~!!!ONLY DEATH WILL LAND UPON YOUR SHORES!!!~" 

"~!!!WE'LL EAT YOUR HEARTS AND TAKE YOUR WIVES!!!~"

"~!!!YOU'LL WISH YOU'D NEVER MET US IN A HUNDRED LIVES!!!~"....