Heil, Great Konung of Vends of Gardariki and of Hird! Heil, Great Jarls and Hovdings of Hird!
Fame and good health to you, the Grand Duke of Rus and its glorious brigade/Druzhina, Vladimir-Vovka, and you, Boyars and Warlords, of which my memory remembers particularly well: Nebun, Azathoth, and other great!
I, Ulfvaldr, nicknamed the "Viking" (Ulfvaldr_Vikingr), came ask your favor to take me to your holy land, and take me to your glorious Druzhina! Many of you know my life story, about how I was born as Bond, was orphaned and went to the Bandits (clan "WARBAND"), and then swam in the Miklgard and entered the army of Varangians (clan "Vaeringjar"), but in the end and then sailed Viking (clan "Vikingar"), and was as Styrimadr of Vikings. By coincidence I later managed to get to know you, you, Grand Duke, and your Boyars and Warlords, and some of the warriors, and though not much has committed for the sake of you, but you were always correct and I ready to serve you was even then!
Yet, me urged Christ, is my new faith, and I left the path of a Viking, and the mercenary service, and the gods of their fathers (Odin and others) went to mend before Christ the Lord in Miklgard. There, my life is not all there was, as I wanted, but the old way I do not have more roads! So I thought, Grand Duke, that you and Your Boyars, and Warlords, and many in the army of thy faith in Christ was recently christened Gardarika-Rus', and that so far in your glorious troops are nordmenns, nordmenns-varangians and vends-varyags and that himself Olaf, the son of Truggvi, have served thee, Grand Duke Vladimir, as a mercenary and defender. So let me, the Grand Duke, Vladimir-Vovka, and you, boyars and warlords, come to you on earth to live in your glorious army, a team on Earth (cRPG / Strategus) to serve!
I send you my application from Miklgard (and waiting), Ulfvaldr "Vikingr".
Long live the Grand Duke, His glorious boyars and warlords and all His glorious army, a team, Druzhina!
