[b][u]Odin's Whisper[/u][/b]
Uffr awoke to find him self dosing at the tiller, 
To his crew he commanded, "To the Oars, Grab your gear, and pull hard, we will beat the Crow to the shore" Uffr already in his armor looked to the shore, and sure enough there was land. Uffr instinctively touched his amulet in the shape of Thor's hammer, Uffr asked the gods for this day to be one of good battle, good drink, and good riches.