

The appearance of the pitcher, its perfect regularity so unlike the clumsy local earthenware containers that most of them were used to, hushed the rowdy warriors in the vast hall. Did they not deserve better hospitality after all they had accomplished in Frankland? Had they not hauled home barrels of the best Frankish wine from the rich cellar of that monastery last summer and paid dearly for their loot with their blood? Now the chieftain was there in his best clothes demanding to know why his famed warriors had been given such simple drink. The chieftain’s servant girls had spent weeks this fall mixing honey and water, brewing barrels full for his famous party at Yule, the old Scandinavian festival of midwinter. THE WARRIOR band had waited eagerly on the benches around the great hall, warmed by the crackling fire, quaffing bountiful mead. THE AGE OF THE VIKINGS CHAPTER 1 INTRODUCTION The Fury of the NorthmenįINALLY THE CHIEFTAIN TOOK HIS HIGH SEAT. This book has been composed in Verdigris MVB Pro Title.īritish Library Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available ISBN 978-5-1 (hardback : acid-free paper)ġ. Includes bibliographical references and index. The Library of Congress has cataloged the cloth edition of this book as follows Oxford Street, Woodstock, Oxfordshire OX20 1TRĬover photograph © Kirsten Jensen Helgeland.įourth printing, and first paperback printing, 2016 In the United Kingdom: Princeton University Press, 6 Published by Princeton University Press, 41 William Cartography by Bill Nelson.Ĭopyright © 2014 by Princeton University Press
