Getting nowhere

Normally he had a hard time staying in the same place for too long. Even in Brightwater Keep, the place where he was born and enjoyed to visit regularly, he couldn’t stay much longer than a couple of weeks. The sea was calling him, and his God expected him to honour His Name and go on raids. To bring Him riches, offerings to keep Him happy. Also, eventually, he got tired of being around so many people. The only place he could really relax, was on board of his ship, when they were somewhere at sea. Away from the rowdy crowds and random people. But now Maverick had taken over Sunfall, and he had pledged his loyalty to him officially, he wanted to stay nearby. For whenever the man needed him. So, naturally, he had taken a little vacation to Seere island.

It was the perfect place for him. Of course he had to be sharp and alert here as well, but it was different. A pleasant feeling, a thrill. For now he was just sitting in a brothel, watching the girls perform on stage while he sipped rum and talked to his neighbours. One interesting fact reached his ears. It was no secret, as he had heard of the gladiator-esque fights before. But this time.. Someone actually knew how to get there. Or he would at least explain to him where to find it. So when the night progressed, he left the brothel and made his way to the underground labyrinth of tunnels.

The entrance to them hadn’t been hard to find. The actual arena though.. Seemed to be somewhat of a challenge. There were a dozen tunnels and they all looked the same. The torch he was holding, only lit about 10 meters of corridor at the same time. By the Drowned God, they had made it really hard to find this damn place. After a while the young man sighed deeply. Yes, he was lost. Now what?

&Valdimárr Guðfriðr