Viking Quest Page #2

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...and prosperity.

Take this ring and with it,

my promise to love...

and protect you always.

- Take the princess!

- No, I fight with my people.

- Take her out of here!

- You are not my husband!

Do as I say!

They need us!

Let me go!

Lord Wolven has given his orders.

You must be taken to safety.

Tasya? Where is she?

To my men.

They fled with the horses!

- Where is she?

- Maybe she fled.

No, she is a fighter.

They have taken her.

The raiders...

I know where they landed.

Tasya! Tasya!

We must get to the boats!

We must follow them!

They burnt our boats.

Where were you?

I was fighting!

I was killing everyone!

Father?

I'm okay and Tasya?

She is gone.

I think they came for her.

Why?

I don't know.

What is that?

A mark of Volsung clan.

To wage a war for land or

treasure or revenge...

These things I understand.

But why risk

so much for a woman?

Not any woman.

The Volsung worship

the Jormungand, the great serpent.

Every 100 seasons

they sacrifice the King's daughter,

a princess of pure Nors blood.

I know this story.

But Tasya is not of

their royal bloodline.

If their king only has sons...

They steal a princess from another clan.

We must build a boat and

sail for the Volsung island.

Tasya will be dead before

we have taken into the water.

- Greylock!

- Who?

Greylock, the fisherman.

He lives half a day's ride from here.

He is a recluse for

a reason, remember?

Take me to him.

Blood Axe, Skull Cleaver,

Igmar the Impaler...

I don't know who are more afraid

of Greylock or them.

Relax, my friend,

we're fighting on the same side now.

The wedding vows didn't take place,

there is no truce between our clans.

They didn't wed?

I thought you knew.

I had no idea.

Well, you do now. Watch your back.

Stompir wants to skin you alive.

Tell me about this Greylock.

There is not much to tell.

He trades his fish in the village.

He built that boat many years ago,

no one knows why.

He has a son that no one sees.

And he hates people.

And too many blows to the head.

Maybe he has his reasons.

If we can't find him,

we take his boat.

Your men should be careful.

Of a hermit?

What traps are these?

Traps laid by

a man defending his home.

Greylock!

It's me, Erick!

The son of Lars, the blacksmith!

And Hild son of Lorimar!

We come seeking your help!

Who are you with?

Friends!

Order your men to lower their weapons.

You heard him.

I knew it, on too

blows on the head!

Erick the Blessed,

what brings you here?

Our village was attacked.

King Orn is dead...

And our princess Tasya taken.

By whom?

The Volsung.

I can't help!

- Father, maybe we should listen.

- You heard me.

I am King Wolven,

of the Hermod clan.

I am not afraid of the Volsung.

We have come for your boat.

What is that I smell?

Sheep's urine!

You dare to

disrespect me, old man?

I dare speak what I think.

Why are you

riding with our enemy?

He is betrothed to Tasya.

Their union will bring peace

to our clans.

I doubt it.

I will offer you a meal in return for

your telling of the attack, and then you...

will get off my land!

Your friend is

close getting hung from his intestines.

You are not the first to make that thread.

And you certainly won't be the last!

King Orn was a good man.

This is a sad day for

the Barok clan.

We can rescue the princess

if you lend us the boat.

If the Volsung failed to appease

the serpent with this sacrifice

we are all doomed.

A false story they tell to cause

fear in the hearts of the ignorant.

The Midgard serpent will leave the ocean...

...turn into a dragon and fly to Asgard.

It will start Ragnarok,

the final battle of the gods...

The world will end.

It's best you don't interfere.

We will take your boat, old man.

If you interfere,

I will cut off your fingers one at

a time until your hands are useless!

Father...

Look at me when I'm talking to you!

I am a Barok.

I do not take orders from you.

Please, Wolven!

I beg you, don't hurt my father!

Fine.

Take the boat.

Take whatever you need.

It's the least I can do

to make the journey to your

death an easy one.

Hey, fishmonger!

Do all your boat leak like this?

Rain water!

It's perfectly seaworthy!

Wait!

I want to come with you!

- I think not, child.

- I'm not a child!

Are you sure about that,

you sound like one.

Oh, you both sound like children.

I've seen 16 summers.

I make my own decisions.

- I'm coming with you.

- This isn't a game, we could be sailing to death.

Not if I navigate.

Erick can read the stars.

We don't need you!

I was born on that boat.

They won't even know we're there.

I was with my father

when he saw the serpent.

The island was close.

I can take you there.

We'll find on our own.

You can save us time.

Get the provisions you need

and make it fast.

How can I explain that to our leader?

The truth. We just hired

the best navigator in the land.

A word with you...

there is truth in the legend.

I have seen the monster they worship.

You have?

Trust me.

It's real?

Your princess is not worth it.

We believe she is.

May your death be worthy

of a Barok warrior!

Mani!

Mani!

Thor, son of Odin...

protector of Midgard and all human kind...

Keep my child safe

from the serpent,

the creature who threatens to destroy us all.

Row! Come on!

Pull your back into it, men!

Hush, drink.

Drink!

I was worried if you were going to wake up.

Where are you taking me?

We canoe to the Volsung clan.

Through your death,

the world will continue to live.

You should be proud to be chosen.

We must be careful, my king.

Both the Barok and the Hermod

clans will come for her.

These clans share a past of bloodshed.

They dislike and distrust each other.

Their fleets have been destroyed.

They can not mount an attack.

Just one boat with determined warriors...

Against me?

Against the Volsung clan?

Against the great Jormungand?

They would never interfere.

Possibly, but we should

still take precautions.

Why does this concern you?

- Because I've seen the serpent.

- And?

It's restless...

more so than ever before.

You mistake restless for excited.

Your immortality may have

given you experience...

But only kings have wisdom.

Enough of your obstinate words.

Leave me now!

As You wish.

Pull harder, you scoundrels!

We have a princess to rescue!

Boy, give them water!

You're so small for your age.

You're sure you have seen 16 summers?

Of course I'm sure.

The runt of a litter is

good for nothing. You're a runt, Mani?

I take care of myself.

What do you think, Erick?

Shall we throw this good-for-nothing overboard?

I would want to tell Greylock

we drowned his bare cub!

Enough talk or I throw

you both over board!

Who is Potan the bear now?!

Come on!

Move it!

We lost sight of the Star in the North.

The sail is full of the south wind.

We're heading in the right direction.

Then all is well.

Maybe not.

There's a big storm coming.

You know this about?

I study storms.

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