Otrygg allowed his hands to run through his snowy beard, listening intently as Henrik spoke. Watching him slam the goblet down with conviction, the old monk stood and addressed the Moot...

[i]"Here we have the first to come forward and give a name in service to the realm, to serve as king. Listen well, my Jarls, for the seat of the king is indeed held in service to the realm. What say you, be there a wiser, stronger among this Moot? What say you?"[/i]