Thread: Defense of VInland (Lagertha X Frelance)

Sunn Teitdottir had never so much as been on a battlefield her entire life, but she had been trained nonetheless. Her family was Viking, her ancestors were Viking, and they had taught the girl at a young age to pick up a shield, to pick up a sword and how to fight. There was nothing more exciting then the first battle for a young viking girl, and the moment arouse when a messenger from a small town off the coast of Mexico had traveled all the way up north to the mountains to relay the message they had been invaded by Christians. They had packed there things, they had readied the ships, and they had started a long journey south to the Gulf. The journey itself had been taxing, some men had freaked out on the boat, yelling at her father he had no idea where to go. Annoyed, she had watched her father snap the man's neck, her mother throwing the body off the boat as they had continued, but the casualties had piled up. Traveling from the North to the south had taken longer than expected, but the ocean was great and made it easy for their ships to pass the land mass, seeing the buildings in the distance, the Christian ships, the lights on. Sunn had been curious to see what they were like and eagerly had gone to the side of the boat to stare in the darkness through fog at the colony setting up. Her father had smiled a man of thirty who had seen many wars, but had done nothing more than built boats, being an Earl was not for him. He stepped up next to his young daughter, covered in nothing but a long greenish dress with belts wrapped around it, her hair had been pulled into many large and small braids, but parted down the back for one big braid on each shoulder. His hand outstretched, large and worn to point at the colony, anger striking his face. Tomorrow, after resting and meeting our people, we will set up a plan to invade those wretched Christians and rid them of our lands! Her father growled out the words, she watched him with her green eyes before looking back at the colony. Her patter her on the back, causing the girl to hold onto the ledge so she did not fall over. He leaned down, Sunn was a short girl, only standing at 5'0, she would never grow any taller, Are you ready for your first battle Sunn? Her father asked, excitement in his eyes as he looked at his child, his sons had left for other colonies, having family and children, but he knew they would be on other boats and they would not miss the chance for a fight. Sunn looked at her father, he was tall 6'4 her eyes twinkled with excitement, she couldn't wait for her first battle, and he laughed at the look in her eyes. Malice! Perfect! You should hate those Christians! Sunn nodded, not speaking as she looked back at the colonies. Eight ships in total had come from the mountains, and set up along the gulf of the small village's edge. There were already many ships there, some were probably from the north as well, but maybe not as far North as Sunn lived. The women had been the first off the ships, after the men who anchored the boats to the docks, Sunn had followed her mother off the dock, up the long pen roads to the Earl's home. Her mother wrapped around her daughter's shoulder The woman was a pretty thing standing at 5'6 to her daughter's 5'0, red hair, blue eyes, pale skin, it was easy to tell where Sunn had gotten her looks from, but she too was the age of thirties. Come Sunn! Let us join the others already there at the Hearth! I'm sure Earl Mursi has already told Earl Skari we are here, we come with ships. Sunn pointed to the other warriors, ones she was not familiar with, though the girl still did not speak. Her mother followed her pointing fingers looking in the direction her daughter pointed to men, women, young boys her age or younger, piled inside the Hearth or settling down. Other warriors from other towns, they come to fight for the Gods! Her mothers voice rose, hand in air with excitement. Sunn smiled softly, as they approached the Hearth. She took her daughter's hands, pushing people out of their way to get inside to the table. That was when Earl Skari came out, Earl Mursi as well as other Earls all together in front of Earl Skari's chair at the center of the room. Her mother stopped as her daughter stopped looking at the sight. She smiled, whispering in her daughter's ear. We are vikings and we fight soon Sunn. Please. Drink, celebrate we are all together and live your life together, enjoy it while it lasts! Her mother said such things as though Sunn might die in battle soon, but it was a common thing. Vikings always lived for the moment, they never wasted time, virginity wasn't such a sacred thing. Sunn smiled shyly as she watched the Earl's laugh before Earl Skari, a tall brutish looking ogre of a man, a beard down to his belly, grabbed a horn of alcohol and toasted it to the other Earls, thanking them for coming. Sunn moved away from her mother, joining some of the warriors she had known growing up on a long table, though there were only four of them, and the rest of the long table was empty for now. They smiled at her, all much older than her, before offering her a drink. So glad to see you join us for battle Sunn! Gods be blessed to have you lose your virginity on the battlefield! An older man, weathered and tired laughed, smiling as Sunn grasped the horn and rose it smiling. Ahhh! That's a brace little girl! He encouraged knocking horns with her before she downed it.