The late afternoon sunlight slanted through cracks in the Great Hall's roof and illuminated shafts through the smokey air, rich with the smell of the evening's feast. As all such feasts it would be an evening of great tales. But this night would be different and held the seeds of the Viking's destiny for thousands of years hence.
Talk fell to the beginning and the misty days of creation; past which no man can see. "Why were we placed here, and what is our destiny"? It was widely believed that our people were destined to rule the world with culture; this is what the Gods had in mind for the Vikings. The idea brought mischievous smiles to table. Our reputation in the world was that of barbarians but few outsiders knew of the beauty and craft of our home people; nor their cleverness. The future indeed held promise there. It would be satisfying to see the world stand in awe of our cultural magnificence.
There were dissenting voices though, and as is our custom they had their say. "The Gods gave us our being and they gave us free will. They gave us our traits. We cannot but be true to them. We will follow our nature and let the Gods do what they will; let them tend to their own affairs". When Einar asked what that meant for the future of our people, Agnoc replied "Domination!" "We are expansionist and we shall spread to all the corners of the world". :rant:
"We are more than that", said Ragnars, in the thin voice of the aged. Long wisps of silver hair fell past his shoulders. Though time weighed on him enough to stoop his shoulders, his forearms were still solid reminders of his glorious past.

He held the respect of everyone in the hall. "We are warriors above all. Conquest is our destiny. Not only will we cover the world but we shall be uncontested".
With this, the room grew quiet and faces turned to Einar, son of Ragnars and seated at the head of the long table.
"My father is wise. And, there is much conquest in our future; have no doubt!" Murmurs of approval and cups raised in agreement. "And Agnoc is also right. We will expand our territories ever. But there are ends to this earth. Any man with sense knows this. I say to you today that we will go beyond, and take our places among the very stars! A sailor cannot make port without setting a course. I say we set our course now. We have no such ships to take us there but we will build them. We will do it not because it is easy. But because it is hard! If it takes four thousand years, then so be it. That is our destiny and let each step we take bring us closer to that glorious day. Then there will be a feast such that none have dreamed of!" [dance]
This was the night that Einar's wife forbade him ever to drink of the Mead again.

But of the men in the Hall none were sober and Einar's declaration stood. Thus was the destiny of our people decided.
