They were soft now, years of easy living had made them forget how to fight for survival. The Nords, the men whose lands he pillaged, had originally come from his homeland.
He was growing weary of a life spent almost entirely at sea, he had seen a dozen longboats like the one in which he was sailing swallowed up by the sea in storms, with everybody on board lost. His entire life had been spent raiding this stretch of coast to capture slaves and plunder to take back to his home in Jumne. Arngeir stood by the bow of the Sea Raider longboat, watching the coast of Calradia approach.
