Chapter Seven'We will take one ship,' Erik said. 'And thirty men. That is a large enough party to fight, but small enough not to starve. We will carry food enough for three months.'
The men at the table nodded. Since his victory over Ragnog, Erik had earned the respect of even some of the elders, while the younger men followed him without question.
'I want volunteers,' Erik said. 'And I will choose those I think best fitted for the journey. I want only one old man, one with experience of voyaging and skill in battle tactics. The rest will be young, fit and eager.'
'And loyal to himself,' Melcorka murmured to Bradan. 'Erik is no fool. He does not want some old warrior who was a friend of Ragnog to stab him in the back.'
Bradan tapped his staff on the floor and said nothing.
'This will
