A soft knock echoes through the longhouse. Upon opening the door, you see a small, young woman garbed in the habit of a nun. Her brown hair spills from a white wimple, and she looks up at you with frightened blue eyes. She gasps, "Help... hide me, please. Bad men come." She glances back fearfully down the path before turning her tearful gaze to you, hands clasped in supplication. In the distance, you hear the shouts of Norsemen searching for her.