Updated: Mar 20
The fire raged in the hearth heating the hall. Viktor scanned the chamber, vaguely listening to Gunnar drone on about mostly trivial matters. Bodvar should have sent word by now. There was too much at stake. In a month all the clans would be gathering. Bodvar was to visit the plantations and make sure things were running smoothly. Unfortunately, Bodvar only took a handful of his own rabble with him.