Surely the smoke will bring down the whole countryside on these ruffians ?" I shook my head.

What happened to us was the affair of no Scot.
Rather they would be setting their own places in order in case their turn came next.
"Well," said Dalfin, "whom are we fighting, then ?" One of our men answered him.

He was a Norseman, named Sidroc.
"Red hand, wandering Vikings.

Wastrels from every land, and no man's men.

Most of them are Danes, but I have heard the tongues of Frisian and Finn and Northumbrian amongst them.