Royal Court of Sweden
The
Riksföreståndare and Union Counsel
of
Svea Rike
Riksföreståndare and Union Counsel
of
Svea Rike
Gentes Scitote vicine sive remotae quod clareat Suecia plebeque militia.
The sky is overcast, the colour of steel. The wind from the northern lands torments your face as the bitter cold bites your flesh. Grim norsemen marching through the streets of Stockholm barely notice you as you make your way to the large building looming over the harbour where the Union Counsel meets.
Koggen from all over the Baltic have anchored in the protected bay of Stockholm’s natural harbour. The stench of fish permeates every street and alley, the few merchants sell nothing but seafood.
This is Svea Rike, once a great and mighty kingdom, the home of the raiders that had set fear in the hearts of the peoples of Europe. But now Svea is but a pitiful remnant of it’s former glory, with the crown on the head of the King of the Danes.
Koggen from all over the Baltic have anchored in the protected bay of Stockholm’s natural harbour. The stench of fish permeates every street and alley, the few merchants sell nothing but seafood.
This is Svea Rike, once a great and mighty kingdom, the home of the raiders that had set fear in the hearts of the peoples of Europe. But now Svea is but a pitiful remnant of it’s former glory, with the crown on the head of the King of the Danes.
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