It was a fine crisp fall morning when the warriors of the Tor' Mark Fell arrived at the gates of Sardar to revenge the crude deeds of the Sardar. The Sardar men having stolen some FW and bonds of IronHall the day before to sell at the Winter Festival. After breaking camp we went back to the gates to plan our final thoughts for the raid. Each man testing his weapons swinging his sword and testing the weight of his Spear and Axe. Their thoughts deep in the up coming battle and the blood and screaming rages that comes in the heat of battle. Each man knowing that the Valkyries would take them to Valhalla if they fell in battle.
When the the battle started I took three men in a diversion to hit the Sardar fort , setting fire to their front gates and keeping them trapped in the fort while our men raided the stores and goods of the Sardar village. The plan worked well and the fires were set and we stood fast with our shields held high in the hail of their arrows. My Second Axe, Conner of the Wind, was at my side as we tossed our spears in an effort to keep them busy. The fight was fierce and when they could not leave their fort because of the fires they repelled down their walls and were upon us with ax and sword.
Conner went down knocked unconscious as I was also shortly after he was. We were then dragged into their fort after they were able to put out there fires. Having taking my weapons they stripped Conner of his cloths and most of his weapons . But did not remove his sword which was still partly sheathed and lying under him. After coming out of my dazed state and shaking off my unconsciousness I looked to Conner lying about a meter away from me. He also was also conscience. After a we had small talk about whether they were going to serve us mead we watched the Sadar's men running to their ramparts and shooting over the side at out kin. The were unaware and not watching us lying in the dirt. Conner worked his bindings with the edge of half sheathed sword and cut himself free.
Grabbing his sword he cut down two Sardar warriors. Another approached and he cut him down. He returned to me to aid me and I was free to scramble looking for weapons. Out of the corner of my eye I see Conner fighting a group of Sardar warriors. His frenzy was a sight to see.
Second Axe Conner was screaming in a rage, fighting naked as the day he was born with only his helmet on and his manhood flying in the wind. I laughed at the sight as I joined the battle. This crazy berserker fought brilliantly. Around the court yard we fought all the time I watched this crazy naked berserker. Finally our men were over the wall and were in to aid us. I had to yell at Conner in the heat of the battle as he in his blind berserker rage, he attacked a group of Sardar and hit our own men with sword strokes. I am sure if he had died this day the Valkyries would have grinned as they took him to Valhalla.
So next the next time I go into battle with Conner at me side I will be sure to carry a spare kilt and leggings in me pack for the man, he may catch a chill . And to all the men who fought at Sardar. Well done and glory to all Northern Marauders of Torvaldsland.