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Halfdan of Jorvik: Nordic Heroes, #5
Halfdan of Jorvik: Nordic Heroes, #5
Halfdan of Jorvik: Nordic Heroes, #5
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When the sons of Ragnar Lodbrok heard that King Aella of Northumbria had killed their father by throwing him into a snake pit, they vowed revenge. They raised what became known as the Great Heathen Army and set out to conquer England. One of those sons was Halfdan "White Shirt" Ragnarsson, and it is he who founded the kingdom of Jorvik, which became today's county of Yorkshire. This is his story.

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PublisherBook Blitz
Release dateMay 24, 2024
ISBN9798224849147
Halfdan of Jorvik: Nordic Heroes, #5
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Christopher Webster

In Conisbrough, in the West Riding, I spent most of my childhood, where there's an old castle, presiding over the local neighbourhood. The castle teased me with its mystery and got me interested in history. Later, at University, I took a Literature degree, choosing an option on Jane Austen and Regency Society, and also one on poetry: worlds which I loved to get lost in – and now I show appreciation by trying my hand at narration.

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    Halfdan of Jorvik - Christopher Webster

    MAP OF GREAT HEATHEN ARMY

    This map shows the movements of the Great Heathen Army from 865 to 877. Place names are in modern English.

    SNAKR PITTYR

    It begins with Ragnar

    reciting his death song

    in a snake pit in Anglia,

    thrown there by Aella,

    King of Northumbria,

    who had beaten him in battle.

    Ragnar was outnumbered,

    or it would have been different.

    Ragnar’s housecarls

    were hewn by the enemy,

    hacked in pieces,

    but he suffered no harm,

    for over his mail,

    the shirt which Aslaug

    had woven for him

    shielded his life.

    A shirt of white silk,

    so smooth and slippery

    and woven with spells,

    that the sword edge slid from it,

    leaving no work

    for the wire-wound ringmail,

    hard and hand-locked,

    that he wore beneath it.

    He killed a great many

    of Aelle’s men,

    but the battle ended

    when he was overborne

    with a ring of shields

    and a shout of victory.

    His men were defeated

    and he was a prisoner.

    He was asked who he was,

    but did not answer,

    so Aella said,

    "Throw him into a snake pit.

    That will loosen his tongue,

    and then we will know

    who he is –

    I think he is Ragnar."

    So Ragnar was pushed

    into a pit of vipers

    and stayed there all day,

    but the snakes avoided him

    thanks to the spells

    in Aslaug’s shirt.

    And while he sat there

    he sang his death song:

    "I  fought fifty battles

    before this, my last,

    where I did much slaughter,

    on the snakes of war,

    the blood-red blades,

    that sought my life,

    I never dreamed

    that snakes would kill me!

    "But I have lived valiantly,

    triumphed in battle,

    and in the bedroom,

    with those three shieldmaidens

    who were my wives:

    Lagertha was the first.

    I met her in battle

    and her beauty beguiled me."

    "Impressed with her courage,

    I courted her from afar.

    Then I went to win her,

    while my companions waited.

    But her home was guarded

    by a hound and a bear,

    and she set them on me

    to test my strength."

    "The bear was stronger

    than ten stern warriors.

    He growled defiance,

    but I dared not grapple him.

    He clutched with his claws,

    cut my flesh,

    but I sprang aside,

    and speared him through the breast."

    "My spear was stuck there

    when the hound sprang at me,

    his jaws agape,

    going for my

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