Stavanger Bay Swearing Fealty

"Of course." He responded, slightly insulted by the comment. He would never idle around when there was work to be done! "I will pull the weight of myself and the pack. Nothing less." The former Dread King blinked at Ragnar's next question, pondering quietly to himself. The Jarl was urging him to say more, to reveal something about his past. But what would he say?

"The cruelties of Nature, for one. Winter is unforgiving to those who cannot find a way to survive. But..." He trailed off and paused before regaling in his past life. "I was a knight, and for a brief time, King, of Albion, a kingdom north of here. I had my enemies, and one even tried to dethrone me in a huge battle. Many were slain, including the man who challenged me. I suppose they thought I was dead as well, for I was thrown into the sea. None of them know where I am, and even so, Albion is too ruined for anyone to spend the time trying to find me. I do not think it will be any danger to your pack." He was confident in this theory, but it was possible that someone was seeking him as he spoke...