Vigdis isn’t the only who was asleep, Asa had fallen asleep hours ago when land wasn’t even a dark outline. Having no dreams her self, no sleep is usually just a dark void of time, she often wonders if this means Njorun doesn’t like her. Either way, the only time to ponder such things is when she is actually awake.<br/>Her eyes flutter open a second later, slowly sitting up from the hammock, Asa’s heavy boots coming in contact with the wood. Though she still isn’t able to stand up fully, having to slouch down so she can move from the below deck to the upper. Sure most of the others have to do so as well, yet it was just a bit harder on her; being she is taller then most men.<br/><br/>Climbing up to the main deck, she puts a hand up to shield her eyes from the day light. Once her eyes adjust to the light, a smile breaks across her lips; finally, land is close. This will be her first raid ever, so she aims to make a name for her self. Of course she is fueled by the tales from the others, large amount of gold and prizes to be seized. Only some of these people have arms, and those who do are easily bested.<br/><br/>Asa’s is suddenly throw her standing position to crashing against the mast. Sea water crashing over the sides, soaking her from head to toe. It seems that seas have grown much rougher since she was last awake, all those not below seem to share the same fate.<br/>Tighting her self the rather tall woman makes her way towards Vigdis, smiling as she stands beside her. Taking in a deep breath of the sea air, to her the air smells of battle. “They are calling to us already, can you hear them?” Talking about Valkyries of course, yes they don’t call to those who they bring to Valhalla. Yet to her, Asa is sure that they call to her, not to take her to the great hall. No to join them in battle and glory, who knows, maybe she well even be able to find some new interesting weapons in this strange land.