Remember the two Vikings (we've reported)? Here is another episode of those coarse barbarians:
The strongest klansman of the tribe that just landed in ancient Britain answered to the name of Rud'Olf. He was known as a strong and spiritual leader among his men. His hair and his beard were out and out red. Only his left leg, once wounded in a devastating battle, was a little lame.
Near the present Tweedmouth, he and his tribe climbed up a hill, which today needed to yield a big shoopping centre, as suddenly Rud'Olf looked up in the sky and let his booming voice sound: "Back to our ships my followers, the weather is going to change!"
Slight displeasure could be heared throughout the klan. They just walked the long way from the shore, climbed up the hill and that all for nothing?! How could their leader cancel their shore leave without even one cloud on the whole firmament?
Only one young but already strong warrior had the boldness to disagree as he cautious began to speak: "Why are you so sure great leader? There is no cloud on all heavens. The gods are befriending to us!"
All of a sudden Rud'Olf whirled arround and said with an unexpected calm voice: "Rud'Olf, the Red, knows rain, dear!"
As they all started to sing.
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