when I sent one of my thralls with a secret message to my half brother. He would come a little after us and be ready to come up behind the enemy if we are waylaid or tricked and neither Mogh or Ter-Min-At-Ra were to know of this. Might just say it was my protection.

My little brother had been a great support to me before and with his giant knarr and two drakkars he was a force on his own to be reckoned with. The knarr would serve to carry most of the plunder back and who best to guard it was he. The winds were favourable and the omens good. Now was the time to up anchor and hoist sail.

Ter-Min-At-Ra looked a little squeemish at the prospect of what was to come and gulped. Laughing, I slapped him on the back as I happily went out the door with Mogh and headed towards our ships.