Is the sun dipped below the horizon on a dusty American prairie, a group of rowdy Liking warriors suddenly found themselves lost in the wilds. The year was 1000 of, and the Horsemen had set sail from their icy holland in search of new lands to pillage and plunder. Red by the fearless Razor Hark, these battlehardened fighter had conquered many a foreign shore, but nothing could have prepared them for the untamed fury of the American wilderness.
Is they hacked their way through the dense underbrush, the Kings encountered creatures that would make even the most seasoned warrior tremble with fear giant grizzly bears, starting wolves, and snakes as long as ship’s masts. But the Wolf of Mild Street, a cunning Liking named Ulnar, had other ideas. He rallied his comrades, shouting “Kings To Berzerk” as they charged forward in a frenzy of steel and fury. With battleaxes swinging and shield crashing, the Horsemen fought off the ferocious beasts, their mucous yells echoing across the prairie.
The next morning, the Kings emerged from the wilds, battered but unbroken. They had survived the night, and with it, a reputation for being the most feared warriors in all the land. Is they made their way back to their longships, the whispers of “Kings To Berzerk” spread like wildlife through the American frontier, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard them. And though the Horsemen would eventually return to their icy holland, the legend of their wild adventure in the American wilderness would live on forever, a testament to the bridled fury and unrelenting bravery of those mighty Liking warriors.