GLORY BE THY NAME

Raiding was just what Vikings did, Oki had worked that out a while ago. It wasn't anything personal as far as he could tell and as long as no one got hurt he didn't see the real harm in it. Material goods could always be replaced, and they never took so much that it'd cause anyone's downfall, he reckoned. Oki was just the muscle, a decent fighter and big enough to look somewhat threatening, maybe if he didn't smile so much.

He stepped forward into the meeting, casual as ever, since pretty much everyone here knew what they ought to expect from him at this point.

"Sup?" Was his lazy greeting.