Well, The Bear-Sark has seen his third dawn in Vinland (No really, my window points towards the rising sun, and my curtains are rather thin...)
It has been interesting... there be barely any snow... I haven't seen the temperature drop below 277 degrees Kelvin, or 4 Celsius/Centigrade for the non-sciency types (I'd tell you fahrenheit, but I don't hold with Damn Yankee means of measurement) (possibly on accounts of not holding with Damn Yankees)
The Lake is not thick enough to walk on, whereas the hiking trail is covered in ice to a depth of broken arm, leg, neck or D) All Of The Above...
On the other hand, have been introduced to my Parent's Wii and Balance Board... apparently my balance is rather good... I blame Normannis...
No seriously...
If you not be balanced, then your blows don't go where you want them, they don't have the desired force behind them, you go over easier, your shield is harder to control which means you leave more openings, and well, you die... a lot... with little effect... except to engender laughter...(to be fair I did this anyway, when I wasn't terrifying my foes...)
And on this topic, Have yet to locate A) Re-enactment Group, B) New Steel, C)Source of Income...
And to top it all off, appear to have left The Varangian Way in Scotland....
AAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH
Can't even Youtube it on accounts of being stuck in the Neolithic... (The only source of internet at the minute is Dial-Up)
Anyway, I be needing to wrap this up, on accounts of we be preparing for a Strandhogg...
and by that I mean a trip into town for supplies and the like...
Lets see...
Steel: Scotland
Armour: Scotland
Shield: Scotland....
Looks like we be doing this off Diplomancy then...
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