"Halt! Where do you think you are going!?" A guard standing at a gate ordered a man that was closed and on horseback.
He got no response because there was nothing to say, the man had already studied his environment so he was not coming in blindly.
This environment was a lot different from the one in Norway, it was isolated and could be the perfect fortress with a little more work.
"So this is Iceland…" This thought flashed through the stranger's mind.
He expected Iceland to be a land of ice yet he could see vegetation, that was unexpected but it did not change anything.
The water surrounding it made it impossible for any surprise invasion and the huge warships they had would make any boat inferior.
He unmounted his horse and began walking towards the guard who held his spear against the stranger's neck.
"Take another step and lose your head," The guard threatened but the stranger had no intention of causing any problems.