Sisters of Arendelle:
Greener Battlefields
Prologue
The Alderan trade convoy sailed smoothly through the North Sea, en route to Arendelle. They had been at sea for 2 weeks now, stopping at various ports and kingdoms along their way. And, thankfully, they'd seen no sign of the pirate fleets that were rumored to be in the area. Still, the captains were prepared, having armed their ships before leaving their last port of call. Just the same, they hoped that they wouldn't need them.
It was early evening. Each ship had a man in the crow's nest high on the main mast, watching the horizon for anything that could be a threat. With 15 pairs of eyes covering the fleet, the captains were confident that they'd have no problems tonight. How wrong they were.
"LAND HO! 2 O'CLOCK!" a watchman called out.
The captain ran from his cabin to the bow. With spyglass in hand, he searched the horizon. Sure enough, silhouetted against the sunset, was a large mass that appeared to be an island. But something wasn't right here. He went back to his cabin and looked over his charts. Odd. There weren't any islands listed on his charts for this region. Going back out on deck, he rechecked their position. Nope. They were where they were supposed to be. So what was he seeing? He studied the mass further through the spyglass. He noticed that the mass seemed to be getting bigger. Then he caught a momentary glimpse of something that made his blood run cold. He dropped the spyglass and screamed.
"PIRATES!"
His first mate picked up the spyglass and looked himself. "NO CAPTAIN! It's worse than that!"
"VIKINGS!"
