I am magnus vagsir a jarl of one of the most powerful villages in Scandinavia. Born a commoner among my people I raised through my ambition by proving myself on the battlefield killing the enemies of my gods and sending them to Niflheim. I am a jarl whos feats on the battlefield were recognized by all. Even the gods speak of my valor and courage on the battle field. Although my next adventure lies across the waters.Restlessness has cursed my village as those who stay in the village are spreading rumors of a great evil far away. Our crops are dying and our nets are empty. The gods are so angered by the great evil that its curses reach even our lands. The seer of my village has come to me explaining this great evil telling me the gods have demanded that merciless magnus (me) purge this evil to break the curses.My seer has asked me to aid in the purging of this evil. To go to this land bringing my best soldiers. In the name of the gods me and my warriors are on the war path. sailing there the waters were treacherous as if the gods did not want something to spread. upon arriving to the island we were attacked by savage men with a thirst for blood and a hunger for flesh. these savages killed one of my men. They had the ferocity of a badger and the strength of a bear. Im no seer but even I can sense the evil of this place.