[Hello, this is my first post. I did my best to pick an apropriate sub-forum but if I screwed up I apologize.
Anyway, I'm a Rhodok guy through and through, but after watching too much Vikings and binge-reading Bernard Cornwell's Saxon Tales I became more interested in Nords. And then a thought hit me - how would a typical Nord view Rhodoks? My brain grabbed the idea and ran with it, and the results are below.
DISCLAIMER: this was written in all of twenty minutes, so it's probably pretty rough around the edges. My knowledge of sailing and early-Medieval Scandinavian culture is rudimentary, and I make some hefty assumptions about the Nords. Obviously I love me some Rhodoks, so that colors the piece too. If somebody thinks I could do with a second arsehole, have at it!
Picture two Nord warriors chatting around a campfire and off we go...]
"Have you seen Swadian cavalry charge in the open field? They come at you like great angry waves, and the sound of their hooves is like a roaring thunder.
You' ve sailed in the storms before - cowards will whimper and look away, unwilling to face their doom; but brave men hold firm their oars, and fight with the till to stay the course. They do not look away - they gaze undaunted at the angry waves; they fear not the sound of thunder. Die they well might, for no man can thwart Fate, but they know their only hope of life is to ride out the storm until the very end.
For the Rhodoks, their spears are their oars, and their crossbows are their tills. For years they rode out the storm coming at them from Swadia. They will hold firm and gaze at the storm until the end - be it victory or ruin."
Anyway, I'm a Rhodok guy through and through, but after watching too much Vikings and binge-reading Bernard Cornwell's Saxon Tales I became more interested in Nords. And then a thought hit me - how would a typical Nord view Rhodoks? My brain grabbed the idea and ran with it, and the results are below.
DISCLAIMER: this was written in all of twenty minutes, so it's probably pretty rough around the edges. My knowledge of sailing and early-Medieval Scandinavian culture is rudimentary, and I make some hefty assumptions about the Nords. Obviously I love me some Rhodoks, so that colors the piece too. If somebody thinks I could do with a second arsehole, have at it!
Picture two Nord warriors chatting around a campfire and off we go...]
"Have you seen Swadian cavalry charge in the open field? They come at you like great angry waves, and the sound of their hooves is like a roaring thunder.
You' ve sailed in the storms before - cowards will whimper and look away, unwilling to face their doom; but brave men hold firm their oars, and fight with the till to stay the course. They do not look away - they gaze undaunted at the angry waves; they fear not the sound of thunder. Die they well might, for no man can thwart Fate, but they know their only hope of life is to ride out the storm until the very end.
For the Rhodoks, their spears are their oars, and their crossbows are their tills. For years they rode out the storm coming at them from Swadia. They will hold firm and gaze at the storm until the end - be it victory or ruin."