Eivor traveled to Rouecistre Blockade to release the naval chain. Eivor noticed that she needed a key to unlock the door to break the chain.
- Eivor: I need to clear this fort and break this chain to get our ships safely upriver. The mechanism should be inside.
- Eivor: With the chain down, Geadric and the ships can get through.
Eivor left the blockade building and went to regroup with her allies. Eivor arrived at her warriors' camp.
- Norse Warrior 1: Eivor, we await your orders.
- Eivor: You brought your weapons and armor?
- Norse Warrior 1: Aye, Raven-Tamer.
- Eivor: Good. Now we dig in, and wait for our friends.
Time passed as Eivor met with Basim Ibn Ishaq and Geadric, who docked their ships.
- Eivor: Well met, old friend.
- Geadric: When the chance arrived to lodge an axe in the sod of Wessex, you thought of me! Such an honor.
Eivor and Geadric welcomed each other through a handshake.
- Eivor: Is everything else in place, Eivor? Are we ready to take Rouecistre?
(Yes - I am ready)
- Eivor: Rally our army. We will drag this mouse from his hole.
Eivor's army readied for battle as Eivor meditated before the assault. Eivor and her army began the assault by breaching the entrance.
- Geadric: We are through, Eivor! Good work, Eivor!
Eivor, Basim, and Geadric fought alongside their soldiers against Tedmund's forces to escort their ram.
- Geadric: The ram can't pass through the flames, Eivor!
- Eivor: Then we'll put them out!
Eivor went to destroy the burning oil cauldrons as her ram made it through the obstacles.
- Eivor: Defend the ram!
- Basim: Keep those Saxons back!
Eivor and Basim noticed the chained drawbridge.
- Basim: We must find a way to lower that drawbridge.
- Eivor: I will see to it.
Eivor started to shoot the links of the drawbridge and brought it down.
- Geadric: The way is clear! Onwards!
Eivor and her army crossed the drawbridge.
- Geadric: Another gate! It will not hold against us!
- Eivor: Beware that burning oil!
- Geadric: Break down that gate!
Eivor began to breach the next gate.
- Eivor: Tedmund is holed up in the tower keep, press forward.
Eivor and her men broke through the gate.
- Eivor: Keep going! Inside!
- Basim: They have the keep sealed tight down here, Eivor.
- Eivor: Then we must look higher up for a way inside.
Eivor made her way through the tower to the rooftop to find Tedmund. Eivor and Tedmund engaged in one-on-one combat.
- Tedmund: I'll kill you before I let you take this fortress. I'll cut you down, Dane. Rouecistre will not fall to you rabid pack of mongrels. Kill me, and all of Wessex will rise against you!
Eivor defeated Tedmund and ended the assault.
- Tedmund: You dare take this fortress, Dane? Aelfred's army will smear your innards across the battlements.
- Eivor: We are not here for stone and sand, Thegn Tedmund.
- Tedmund: I shit on you! You and your toy gods! I will not bow to you like some puppet lord. I would rather die.
Tedmund was pushed back by Eivor and tied up by Basim.
- Eivor: How much will your king pay us to keep your sniveling head upon your neck?
- Norse Warrior 2: An army marches upon us from the south! A holy man from Saint Hadrian's Priory, backed by a fyrd!
- Tedmund: Ah! Then Abbot Cynebert? God be praised! If riches are all you care about, the Church has it in abundance.
- Eivor: If the terms are fair, you'll have your freedom. A chest or two of silver for a shit-stained sewer rat.
Basim and Eivor took a captured Tedmund to meet Abbot Cynebert.
- Basim: Stay quiet or I'll not be able to stop my friend from slitting your throat.
Basim put Tedmund on the back of his horse.
- Tedmund: Ah! Watch yourself, heathen! You handle me too roughly!
Basim and Eivor began to ride.
- Tedmund: You will die for the indignities you have showered upon me, Dane!
- Eivor: I mean no offense, thegn. You are only a hefty ransom to me, nothing more.
- Tedmund: This is why you batter down my gate, kill my men, for a purse of grubby coin? You have no honor!
- Eivor: Enough, or I'll return you to the Saxons with ten fewer fingers.
Cynebert awaited Basim and Eivor, who held Tedmund at knifepoint.
- Cynebert: You there! Heathens! Let this good man go, or suffer an iron sickness!
- Basim: And what do you offer us in return?
- Cynebert: Your lives!
- Eivor: We lost many good men storming this keep. It will not be in vain, Christ-slave. Twenty chests of silver.
Eivor raised a knife to Tedmund's face.
- Tedmund: Give them what they ask, Cynebert.
- Cynebert: A hefty sum, that will leave God's coffee hollow. I cannot give it up without some assurance ... Tedmund?
- Tedmund: You extort me in return for my life? You were swiftly met, abbot. Not long after these ... these scallious worms took my fort.
- Cynebert: On the Lord's bidding, Tedmund! At prayer, a terrible vision befell me. A host of heathens, your life in danger...
- Tedmund: A coincidence I find rather ... rather omnious, abbot. Do you−
Tedmund started to cough heavily.
- Cynebert: God help you man, are you well?
- Tedmund: Air ... I need ... I need air!
Tedmund fell to his knees as the rest watched.
- Tedmund: (gasping)
Eivor leaned in to Tedmund and flipped him over.
- Eivor: He's dead.
- Basim: The work of a poison, no doubt.
- Cynebert: No no no no, rouse the man! He cannot be dead! He must not be dead!
- Eivor: Poison? How does the man die of poison in our arms!
- Basim: Many great kings and paranoids have carried poison in times of war. As an alternative to capture. And ransom.
- Cynebert: A catastrophe! Aelfred will choose another and ... by the saints, Aelfred! How will I explain this to the king?
- Eivor: We followed this road to its end, Cynebert. You may not like where it led, but you owe us our half of the bargain.
- Cynebert: You shall have your paladin. I ... I need a day. Return to my abbey tomorrow and you shall ... O dear, O, dear.
Cynebert walked off upset.
- Eivor: These delays are grinding at my bones. We should abandon Cynebert, find Fulke ourselves.
- Basim: Peace, Eivor. Speak with Geadric and relieve him of his oath. I'll meet you at Cynebert's abbey
Eivor nodded as Basim left. Eivor met and talked with Geadric.
- Eivor: You fought like beasts escaped from your hell today, Geadric. Your oath to me is fulfilled.
- Geadric: It was good to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you against the pox-dogs of Wessex. May our friendship endure.
- Eivor: This tangle-briar of Christians and lords means nothing to me. I'm here for Sigurd.
- Geadric: I understand. When you find him again, come see me. We'll feast and sing with mead and friendship to warm us.
- Eivor: Agreed.
Eivor and Geadric shook hands and parted ways.
Tedmund was captured, but died from poison. Nevertheless, Eivor made sure Cynebert kept to his promise of producing Fulke and thanked her ally and friend, Geadric, for his aid.