The Moot was unable to agree on a leader, the various Jarls bickered and fought amongst each-other. Eventually, the Jarls of the Isles returned to their homes, angry and ready for a fight: most prepared their armies, all began the quest to domination.
"A different image was painted in Rellekka, there was a different mood, a rebelious one. The average Fremennik-man had grown tired of turbolent times, from the lack of succesful conquest to the abuse of the Outlanders -- a war was needed and more to follow after it."
"The banners of the previous ruler were torn down, drunken brawls erupted in the streets, guardsmen were assaulted, a few strung up to the doors of the long-hall. Hours after the chaos erupted it had begun to die down; two men at separate ends of the city were calling for resolution - for unity, for Rellekka to stand strong and to hold true to the beliefs of their forefathers.
"Aye, it was time - the Age of the North had begun."
"Gunnvor Erikson and Leofwine Jackobsson"
"Kings of the Fremennik."
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