Whispered
by the wise and the learned. Talked of in hushed tones round luminous firesides.
Engraved by awestruck scribes in the scriptoria of the Chronicles. Against all the odds, great King Alfred
defeated a vastly superior Danish army outside Chippenham.
This
victory, the sages prophesied, would guarantee peace throughout the land. Or so
they thought.
Two
years later, Rigr the Bastard, vengeful and seeking to claim his birthright, was
defeated in the wilds of East Anglia. His blood smeared berserker warriors vanquished;
no quarter asked for - no quarter given.
Now,
a further two years later, the Vikings return. Noble Prince Sven instigates a seaborne
invasion, fuelled partly by blind rage when he discovers that his brother,
Prince Erik, has sworn fealty to the Anglo-Saxon king.
His
own brother: A traitor and a fool.
Erik’s
love, Lady Gwyneth, attempts to stop the invasion before it starts by uniting
the two estranged brothers, but her scheming only succeeds in making matters
worse. Indeed, her interference guarantees the death of thousands of warriors in
the freezing, tumultuous North Sea.
So,
when the horns of Sven’s monumental fleet of warships are heard off the fogbound
coast of Britannia, King Alfred – outnumbered, outshipped and weary of the fray
- must rouse his jaded Saxon warriors and lead them to sea, to repel his most
formidable enemy yet.
For
a host motivated by the spilled blood of the fallen, the spirit of black vengeance,
and the delights of a warrior’s reward in Valhalla, is the most fearsome
opponent of all.
Alfred. Sven. Erik. Gwyneth. Amidst the ferrous reverberation of a battle
royale - one or all must die, and the fate of a nation hangs in the balance,
one final time.
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