The Son Of Ragnar
One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!
He Is The Target!?
The battle commenced at the shoreline, Tyr was not fighting nor was Thorgard.
They had to preserve their strength and knew this was the best way to do that.
Baard was cutting down people left and right, Tyr had a brief flashback about Erik as he was just as destructive but Baard looked to be a lot more tamed than that monster.
"Tyr, why did you engage!?" Thorgard questioned him, this was not the plan.
"Why? Look around you, do they look like they are worried about losing this brat here?" Tyr asked Thorgard.
Thorgard looked around and saw that these men were fighting with the intent to kill.
Thorgard, however, didn't understand what he meant by this, he needed more clarification.
"If they truly valued the hostage, they would retreat instead of fighting back and risk him losing his life," Tyr pointed out.
"This can only mean, my father is in danger," Tyr said but his voice was not one of worry.