This is my calling. This is way I choose to walk. I have heard the call. Heard the voice of the Gods echoing in my ears. This is the battle I've chosen to fight.
The fire in my bones and the passion in my heart will never die so long as I draw breath. I will not back down I will not compromise in my oaths and will not break the promises I've made.
I will not leave home without sword and axe because I do not not what battle may come.
I will defend my home, my hearth and my kin unto death if that is what is required of me.
I will not stand by and watch injustice take place. I will stand up and take it as done unto me and give my enemy no quarter.
I will not let my ancestors hang there head in shame of the name they have passed on.
I march side by side with those I call brothers and stand my ground.
May those that wish to stand against me do it with honor and face me and give me no quarter for rest assured they will get none from me.
If I am so lucky on the day of my death that my actions have been deemed worthy and I am chosen the walk the halls of Valhalla. Then I shall stand shoulder to shoulder with those now passed and with my Gods come Ragnorok and charge into battle with a smile on my face and a song in my heart.