"No Viking believed he could change his destiny, ordained as it was by the Norns who wove the fates of gods and men alike (Note 4) but, for all that, the way in which he lived his life was up to him. This sentiment is perfectly expressed by Skirnir in 'Skirnir's Journey': 'Fearlessness is better than a faint heart for any man who puts his nose out of doors. The length of my life and the day of my death were fated long ago."

― Kevin Crossley-Holland, The Norse Myths

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Chapter 1 The daughter of Celts

Screams.

Death.

Unheard of mercy.

Lives are taken.

Dead bodies are piled and buried in unmarked graves.

A little dark hair little girl is hiding in the bushes. Her dark eyes looked at her tribe being slaughter and not one has been spared. Why?

Why should they not have the right to live how their ancestors live?

They let Saxon be. Why not they do the same for them?

The Celts are proud warriors.

These Saxons dare preach their God's love and mercy, yet they are the demons. She lost her home.

Her family is dead. All she has left is her father's sword, brooch of Celtic knot and the red plaid shawl. She is held by a bald man with kindest blue eyes. He is visitors that travel from the North which many like hearing his tales and stories. She liked all his stories.

Now she is considering to the ward of Ragnar Lodbrok and his house.

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Months later Kattegat

Ragnar has come home. The people have mixed feelings about it. Since he was defeated and betrayed in Paris, he just disappeared. He wasn't alone.

This woman is strange foreigner. Her hair is shades of trees and eyes are brown as the good soil earth. She has small speckled of freckles, barely noticeable. She is wearing a red plaid shawl around her shoulders with the brooch of Celtic knot tied together. The people saw her sword and hearing noises that made people curious at what she is carrying. To their shock a black bear cub is making noises and sniffing in the air. She had carried herself as a warrior.

Clíodhna is walking with Ragnar and her black with green eyes bear cub name Athelstan in honor of his friend. She is carrying the cub in the bag to carry.

She hopes that these people won't die like her people.

She saw four men came and by the looks of Ragnar these must be his sons. The fourth one looks like he's cripple, but she knows that's what will get you kill if you believe they are only disabled.

Here she is meeting the sons of Ragnar and the one call Ivar shall be her husband.

Clíodhna looks like 667a46067856166468124585ed0c5ce4.

Cliona or Clíodhna, Pronounce: klee-un-ah

From the Irish clodhna meaning 'shapely.' In Celtic myth Clíodhna was an Irish Goddess who fell in love with Caibhan (Kevin) a mortal.

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