DragonChill

64- King of Wessex.

797 A.D Winter season.

Judith studied the gate as it slowly opened for their retinue, the heavy wood groaning against its iron hinges. She could hear every sound around her.

Mounted soldiers flanked their carriage at the front and rear.

she rode with her mother and brother, both...

63- Expansion?

Bjorn launched another raid in 796 A.D., timing his departure for mid-July with the clear intention of extracting as much wealth as possible before returning home for the harvest season. This time, however, his strategic calculations had evolved considerably from his earlier campaigns.

He m...

62- Part II.

"Let's stop here." Bjorn said to his twenty huskarls, dismounting from his horse. His mount was compact, but powerful, barely reaching his chest, with a thick neck and a dun coat streaked with darker dorsal stripes. Its mane, cut short in the warrior style, stood erect, showing off the animal’s...

61- New Projects. Part I

Bjorn sat hunched over the table, writing on the version of paper he had created. The surface was rough and uneven. It was ugly compared to the paper of in his past life and the smooth parchments, but it cost far less silver to produce than animal skins stretched and scraped thin.

Building ...

60-A King’s Oath, A King’s Feast

"I swear before God almighty, I declare war eternal on the Northman Bjorn. I swear to our Lord Jesus Christ, and to the blessed virgin..." Aella's voice trembled with a fury so deep it had turned cold. "One day I will avenge myself on him. I will bring him to justice. I will bring him to death. S...

59- Stand-offs and King Ælle's Ransom.

"It's the ships of Silver Hair, Lord."

Gunnar turned from where he'd been watching the coastline. His man pointed toward the shallow waters ahead. Eight longships sat there. The dragon heads on their prows faced outward, toward open water.

"I can see that."

Gunnar counted the sh...

58- Bjorn The Philosopher.

Hey guys! I’m planning to release three chapters a week if i can from now on. If you notice the quality slipping, don’t hesitate to tell me.

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The church door slowly swung inward. Her father's hand was on the wood, his fingers pale against the dark oak, she realized...

57- Lord Wigea, the Greatest commander under King Aella.

Bjorn opened his eyes before anyone touched his shoulder. The dormitory remained dark, though he could hear the rustle of straw and cloth as bodies shifted on their mattresses. Someone coughed while another man's breathing changed rhythm.

He lay still, listening and counting the sounds. Som...

56- Brother Chadus. Judith. Ealswith. Archbishop.

I did my best to stay accurate, especially when it comes to Christian details, so I hope nothing feels off to anyone reading.

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The gate stood open and carts rolled through in both directions, their wheels grinding against the packed earth.

Guards leaned against t...

55- Operation Holy Scalp.

796 A.D. Mid-May

Gyda was thirteen years old now, born in the depths of winter when the snow lay thick on the ground. She was the sister of a king, though that still felt strange to say aloud.

She sat near the edge of the hall, watching Ubbe toddle across the floor. He was almost two ...

54- Part II. The most powerful King in Norway.

The Alfheim elite looked genuinely alarmed now.

One chieftain leaned toward his companion. "What just happened?"

The other man's face was grim. "He turned their voices into one, and pulled everyone into his side." His friend grimly responded.

"How?"

The man sighed. "Hope."...

53- Onward and Upward. Winter is Coming! Part 1

This chapter had +7000 words so i divided it into two parts.

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Every karl and bondi who claimed land, every elder and holder of status, had to be present. Women and thralls did not speak, though their voices reached the ears of power...

52- Easy Invasion, funeral, And the upcoming thing.

Bjorn squinted through the river mist as the settlement gradually became clearer ahead of them. The wooden palisades rose from the muddy banks - nothing impressive, just the same vertical logs and rope bindings he had seen at dozens of other settlements throughout the Norse lands.

There wer...

51- The young man who would be king.

Bjorn left his men to tend the bodies scattered across the muddy ground outside.

The great hall of Tunsberg reeked of sweat, blood, and fear when Bjorn entered. His own blood-soaked byrnie clung to his chest, and gore matted his silver hair. The two huskarls flanking the oak doors ba...

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50-Part II. Duel.

Bjorn led his eighty huskarls deeper into Tunsberg's winding streets. The settlement had grown organically over decades, with longhouses and workshops squeezed wherever space allowed. Alleys barely fit ten men side by side, maybe even less.

Every corner could hide an ambush. Every doorway m...

49- Raid on Tunsberg. Part I

Helsing dropped to one knee on the rocky ridge and surveyed what remained of his force. He could barely call them a warband anymore. When he'd left home, they had been united under a single purpose: to make his father and therefore he himself king of another realm. That dream felt distant now. 2025-09-21 23:48:40 +0000 UTC View Post

48- Aftermath of the raid, and Trygve, The trustworthy.

When a side character gets focus in a scene, they're either about to meet their end or join Bjorn.

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Helsing stared at the destruction before him, his jaw clenched tight. Six longships lay burning on the beach, their hulls cracking and splintering in the flames. The bod...

47- Bjorn: Professional Problem-Maker

Somewhere a little distance from the shipyard camp of Borre, two men were patrolling the shoreline, watching the fjord for any signs of approaching ships. The spring air still carried winter's cold, though patches of snow were melting into muddy rivulets that trickled toward the dark waters.

46-Aftermath of Kaupang.

Bjorn's lips curved into a smile as the news of Helsing's attack on Kaupang settled in his mind. The flickering firelight in the great hall cast dancing shadows across his face, highlighting the calculating gleam in his eyes.

"The gods have really abandoned them, haven't they?" Rollo's laug...

45- War is Coming.

The familiar sight of Kattegat's defenses emerged from the winter mist—tall wooden towers rising every twenty to thirty meters along the settlement's perimeter, connected by a sturdy palisade of sharpened logs.

The main gate stood open in the pale February light, but Bjorn could see guar...

44- Bjorn also wants Berserkers in his force.

Guthrum's chest burned with each ragged breath as he surveyed his dying men. The poison had gutted his force. All the men were now pissing themselves and choking on their own vomit. The proud retinue had become a parade of corpses.

His nephew Harald lay curled against a tree, shaking like a...

43- Bjorn the Schemer, Harald The Last Heir, Helsing The Berserker.

Harald, once a prince of two kingdoms, now soon to be king, struggled to breathe. Smoke from the burning temple clawed at his throat, forcing out ragged coughs. Each one left a taste on his tongue, metallic and bitter. Blood, maybe. Or maybe just the taste of fear.

His father lay ten feet a...

42- Part III, Chaos Is A Ladder

Throughout the sprawling camps, Kings and Jarls and their retinues stirred beneath wool blankets and fur cloaks, the restless energy of the final day was prickling through the settlement.

Nine days of sacrifice had led to this, the culmination of offerings that would seal their fate for the...

41- Part II, A Smile, And The Blood of Nine

Mid to late January. 795 A.D

"You shall camp here." The priest indicated a prime position mere paces from the temple's shadow. "Among the kings and great jarls, as befits one who honors the Æsir so richly."

"Thank you," Bjorn said, his tone carrying the formal courte...

40- The Last Sacrifice Starts The Fall of The Old Order, Part I

Gyda's arms ached from doing the same movement for a while now, as another villager approached. The contributions grew heavier with each offering, silver and amber, grains... weighing down the sacred container that would journey to Uppsala.

"Shouldn't you be the one handling this?" she aske...

39-Bjorn, The Unusual neighbor, and the events of 794.

The trader shifted on his feet while glancing around the hall before continuing with a nervous smile on his face. A nervous habit Bjorn had noticed among many who brought sensitive news.

"Was it confirmed who killed him?" Bjorn pressed, his voice carrying the weight of authority that had gr...

How Strong do you want Bjorn to be?

(He will achieve this at 16)

• Peak Human Strength + Above-Human Reflexes

  • Strength at the absolute limit of what a human body can achieve (not naturally, but in theory).

  • Still needs proper leverage to break shields or push heavy doors, can...

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38- Crossbow, and Ubbe Ragnarsson

Kategatt, 794 A.D, End Of Winter.

The air in Vingulmark was changing. The stubborn ice that had choked the fjords for months began to fracture.

With the thaw came not the expected relief, but a palpable tension. The uneasy peace of winter was dissolving, and the ambit...

37- Halfdan The Black

Åsa was the daughter of King Harald Granraude of Agder. King 2025-08-11 14:55:40 +0000 UTC View Post