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Upon the white tossed sea the ships were sent a sailing.
Til fate would have them land upon this isle. Here it would be where Raedwulf shall win his glory!
Here upon the mist covered isles, the kings of those tribes shall send their treasure and their tribute to Raedwulf, Ceowulf's brave son and he shall be their champion.
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