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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!

Kelvin_A · History
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518 Chs

Sturla Vs Tyr And Gissur Begins!

Gissur and Tyr were about to face Sturla, it was a showdown that was bound to happen in this war.

Sturla did not look frightened by this, it was a child and a man he had bested already. 

"You are picking on a kid now, Sturla? By the looks of things, it looks like he got the fucking drop on you! I see up to twenty men dead!" Gissur mocked Sturla. 

He was clearly lacking in terms of his father's intellect but his keen sense for battle was there. 

"Why did you think you could beat me just by bringing another?" Sturla asked Gissur, he understood that this boy was of great importance but Sturla had every intention of crippling him should he stand in his way.

"Let us not do it here…" Gissur said, noting that the battle that was about to ensue would be chaotic and he would not want to be caught in the center of it. 

"What do you mean?" Sturla questioned, with the spiked sprung wood being uprooted by his men.