People of Ordgar camps under the blazing sun, where the constant cloud of smoke from the campfires, carries heady aromas of roasted meat and fried elderflower fritters.
The seemingly quiet encampment bustles with activity, fishing nets are mended, wool is spun, leather is stitched and braiding is crafted over sore fingers.
The peaceful day is shattered with a cry to muster, warriors of Ordgar, armed with spear, axe and sword, march on to face King Guthrums heathen army.
Amid the clamour of battle, when shield walls clash and spears bite, Ordgar warriors are betrayed…..
Here is written, Tolstein’s Tale of Flag Fen