Eldaraenth The Bardic Circle
Sons of Odin
Written and Submitted by Mordekin Kain
They garnish the skins of wild animals
They eat the food of the Odin
They summon their inner ferocity of the beast inside
Their craving for battle and blood grows
The battlefield is in sight
Their voices roar above all others
They begin to gnaw on their shields as the ferocity rises to full force
The battle horn is blown
And like a tidal wave "The Sons of Odin" pour down upon the battlefield into the enemy lines
Leaving in their wake a path of carnage
Their limbs may be cleaved from their body but they press on through the ranks of the enemy and fight until all enemies forces have been destroyed
After the battle is won those who fought valiantly and have mortal wounds inflicted upon themselves depart from the realms of man and enter the halls of the gods to be welcomed
Those who survived the battle live to fight on in the realm of man
To be again "The Sons of Odin"
And so that is the fate of the "the Sons of Odin" Fabled in most lands to be called berserkers...a fierce bunch of folk.
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