Outlander
F***.
Weapon.
It's time, Freya.
I told you before, Father
the answer is no!
Wulfric will be a good man!
With you by his side
maybe a good king!
He'll be just like his father
a tyrant and a butcher.
I won't marry him!
Then you better choose someone else.
Because when he's king
it'll be too late to say no.
Then don't make him king!
Let me look at that.
It's fine.
Let me see it!
I'm not getting any younger, Freya.
I just want to make sure that
you're well looked after
when I'm gone.
I know, Father. I know.
And
if any one can make
Wulfric keep the peace,
by the gods, it's you.
I rule Herot and Freya rules me.
I don't think so.
And no queen of mine
will fight like a man.
I will take care of you.
She's like her mother.
You'd do well to tread
more softly with her.
There's nothing soft about her.
Gunnar's village was sacked.
What happened?
I don't know.
There were no bodies, nothing.
Slavers?
Too much blood.
What about Gunnar?
He's still trading with the Rus.
He'll be back before the snow.
He'll think it was us.
It should've been.
Was it?
No.
We caught a man
nearby in the woods.
One of ours?
Well, what tribe was he? Frankish, Rus?
I don't know. But I'll find out.
Well, do it quickly.
It's war if you don't.
I'll take those.
Bring him
So who are you, Outlander?
I'd answer him, friend.
Your name!
My name is Kainan.
Kainan? What kind of name is that?
Where are you from?
An Island to the north.
Why did you attack Gunnar's village?
I didn't attack anyone.
Then why were you there?
I was hunting.
Hunting?
Hunting what?
That.
A dragon
Tell me! Why where you there?
Where are your men?
Told you.
Don't lie to me.
Stick with the dragons. I like that one.
All right.
I'll tell you.
I was hunting... dragons.
Not yet
The prisoner's hurt.
So are you, by the looks of it.
I've got work to do.
You clean up your own mess.
To hell with it then.
He dies, it's on your head.
Bjorn!
Let me pass.
That's enough! Get out!
What did he tell you?
Nothing.
Some lies about a dragon.
But he's hiding something.
Keep at him.
I have to send riders to find Gunnar.
He has to know that it wasn't us.
Not when he sees his village.
We should kill him while
we still have the chance.
Like your father would have done.
And he would have been right.
My father's dead because of Gunnar.
Your father's dead
because he was a fool!
You want to kill Gunnar.
I can understand that.
And you want to rule from here.
I can understand that, too.
But it's not your sword that
will make you king, nor Shield Hall.
It's how you rule your own
head and heart.
Until you understand that
then you'll never wear this.
Water.
Please.
Thank you.
Did you do what they're saying?
Did you attack Gunnar's village?
No.
Bjorn!
It's sharp.
If Gunnar comes tonight he'll stick
that blade right up your arse.
...then you'll wish it wasn't so sharp.
You smell that?
Arn?
The sentries are gone!
It's Gunnar! Get to the walls!
Where are they?!
Is it raiders?
Give me my blade, woman!
They're inside the walls.
Take your men, fan out!
The rest with me!
Gunnar!
Moorwen!
He's getting away!
Get him out of here!
Where is Gunnar?
I don't know!
What could have done this?
Right, get up.
It was the demon, Mimir.
Come to drag us down to Jotunheim
and freeze us dead.
Enough of your forest spirits, Unferth.
It was Frankish raiders. Sure enough!
They climbed over the walls.
Then what, Boromir?
We all saw Bjorn's body.
He was clawed to death.
It was an animal.
No!
This is the work of Lucifer!
Visited upon us because you
buried King Halga like a pagan...
and not like a Christian!
My father was a Viking.
He worshiped Odin not some
woodworker nailed to a cross.
And I'll be damned if it was
anything but a bear!
First Gunnar, now us.
Three of my men are missing
five are dead.
May Odin keep them.
So why don't you tell me
about your dragon?
My people call it a Moorwen.
A Moorwen?
I've never even heard of such a thing.
Believe me.
The first time I saw one,
I didn't know what I was looking at.
It was just a smudge of
light in the darkness.
It could have been anything.
That's how it draws
its prey in, with light.
Foxfire.
It kills men, beasts, everything.
And it smells like death.
There's nothing like that here.
Yes, there is.
Because I brought it here.
Silence!
Leave him!
Come here!
You say you're responsible for this.
Yes.
It got on my ship, it killed my crew.
Then we crashed here.
I know you don't believe me...
a territory and you are in it.
with children's stories.
This is no story.
But whatever you think did this,
you're going to hunt it down
aren't you?
Take me with you.
How am I supposed to
fight it like this?
You're not.
That one's yours.
What do I do with it?
Hey! What do I with it?
Outlander.
Enough! Mount up.
How's yourjaw?
Yourjaw!
Freya?
Here. Try some of this.
Cure anything from a sword
in the guts to a broken heart.
You shouldn't feel too bad.
You see that?
She once stuck me with a fork.
familiar when I was in me cups.
Well, go on! Drink!
Good, eh?
What is it?
What is it!
What kind of backwater are you from?
Some place far from here.
For certain.
Far off and sad that's
Boromir likes his drink.
You know, Outlander...
for a thousand miles.
South, east and west, not north.
There's nothing there.
Maybe you haven't
looked far enough.
Perhaps.
But what's a man who lives so far
We have an outpost near here.
And that's where this Moorwen
got on board your ship?
Yes.
And what it did to your village
it did to mine.
We were taking the bodies
back for a burial.
That's when it must
have gotten onboard.
Hold up!
Bear came this way.
There's been a lot of
animals through here since.
try to find the main trail.
That's a bad idea.
We should stay together.
We'll pair up.
Wulfric, you take the Outlander.
A bear wouldn't do this.
It's here.
Wulfric! Wait!
Now that's a bear.
Outlander!
Take this sword.
And your life, too.
It's yours again.
Wulfric! Wulfric!
Kainan!
Kainan! Kainan!
Sit here!
Be my guest tonight.
Daughter! Kainan needs some drink.
See, now you look like a Viking.
Doesn't he, Freya?
Perhaps.
Nobody cooks this better
than my kitchen.
Eat!
There I was, running into
the cave ahead of everyone...
when suddenly, out of nowhere
came the biggest...
most vicious bear I've ever seen.
He tore up two grown men...
and was about to eat
the king himself...
when the Outlander stuck
his sword in it.
You see, the bear was there.
No! There!
And Rothgar was... Rothgar was here.
What's this?
Creeping into Shield Hall uninvited.
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