Urferd Forkbeard put down the axe and whetstone. He tugged his beard.

“I’ve told you before.”

“But Urferd…”

Urferd cut him off. “We can’t keep on killing and raping and pillaging. Like I said in council, this lifestyle isn’t sustainable.”

“But…”

“No! We need to farm and fish more. I’ve got animals and a vegetable patch out back. We should be farmers. We’d get along better with our neighbours. People would like us.”

“But Urferd… We’re Vikings…” Skein shook his head and walked away.

This is why Urferd “the farmer” Forkbeard was not the most feared Viking of his age.