Iceland watched as his and his brother's people unloaded the crates from the boats and placed them so they can make their homes. Emil was bored to death, and the only thing he could do was watch. He wished that he could help with something, but Norway said that he was too young to help with anything. At this, Emil stormed off to go play in the woods with Mr. Puffin. It was a bad idea since the annoying bird kept asking for fish and whatnot.

The young nation looked around his new surroundings. It was beautiful, he would admit that. The land was more beautiful then Helluland or Markland. It was so...different though. He was standing on brand new land (to the Europeans) that has been untouched by them. And they found it accidentally. Thank Odin for Bjarni and for Leif.

He wondered if there were already people here. That would mean that there was a nation here. Maybe the nation is new and could be the same age as him. Emil highly doubted that though.

After a while, Emil decided to go back to Lukas and tell him about what he had seen. As he was close back, he saw someone hiding in the bushes and peeking at his men. It was a little blonde boy, shorter then him. That was strange, since there weren't any children accompany them. He was also wearing the strangest set of winter clothing that he had ever seen.

The Icelandic nation was starting to get excited. There were no children that had come with them, and he knew that the boy wasn't human. He was like him! That meant that there were people here! This must have been brand new land, for the boy looked pretty young for a nation. Emil walked up to the boy and tapped his shoulder. The boy spun around to face Emil, his violet eyes widening in surprise. "Hi, are you lost?" Emil asked, noticing the bear the boy was holding in his arms.

The boy didn't say anything and kept staring at him, which made Emil curious. Didn't everyone know how to speak Icelandic? Iceland waved his hand in front of the boy's face to try and get his attention. The action startled the boy, which made him run away. "No, wait! I'm sorry if I scared you! Please come back!" Emil yelled back in distraught. The boy kept running until he was out of sight. 'Great job Emil.' He chided himself. The young nation kicked a tree that was next to him. What if he started a war with the native people of this land because he scared away the nation?

'Stop being such a child. You didn't start any war. All you did was scare him.' He said to himself. 'Next time you see him, you won't scare him away.' With that in mind, Iceland ran back to his brother to tell him of what happened.

Hania didn't stop running until he bumped into his brother's legs and fell back on his bottom. Aranck looked at his little brother with confusion. "Is something wrong?" He asked Hania, taking note that his younger brother looked scared.

Hania clutched on Native America's legs and told him everything he saw. The other people around the area heard his story and were starting to panic. These new people could have brought bad things with them. Who knew what they would do?

Aranck sensed everyone's panic. "Please, be calm. I'm sure they mean no harm to us or our land. They may be lost. Let's just make sure that they aren't going to do anything to us." This stopped the Natives from panicking even more, but they didn't looked convinced. However, they didn't want to argue with him, so they all went back to what they were doing.

Aranck pulled Hania away from everyone and sat himself down on one knee. He looked very serious to Hania. "Hania, listen to me closely. I don't want you going near those men until I determine if they're going to hurt us or not. Understand me?"

Hania nodded slowly. "But there was a child there too. I think that he was one of us."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt to be careful, right?" Aranck smiled at his little brother and ruffled his hair. "Just be careful, alright shila?"

"You be careful too."

"I will. Promise." Aranck agreed and got up. "Who knows? This might be good for our people."

Information and Translations:

Information:

Helluland and Markland: An expedition came first to an icy, barren land which they called Helluland (Flat-Stone Land); sailing southward, they encountered a flat, wooded land which they named Markland (Wood Land).

Leif and Bjarni: About 1000 a crew of 35 men led by Leif Eriksson set out to try to find the land accidentally sighted by Bjarni.