Sighvatur's Plan? They Strike Soon!

Sturla and Sighvatur sat by the fire, the flickering flames casting shadows across their faces. The sound of the wind howling outside filled the room, reminding them of the harsh winter they were enduring. They were both battle-hardened warriors, with years of experience under their belts. They had fought many battles, but this one felt a tad bit different.

Sturla leaned forward, his eyes glistening in presence of the fire.

"We cannot let those savages. continue to exist right under our noses, we have had the upper hand for a month now. It is time we put an end to this once and for all." Sturla was tired of waiting as the winter got harder to endure. Sighvatur nodded.