Fast forward to the year 809... Catholicism has shattered into a dozen heretical strongholds, creeping across France, Italy, north Africa, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, England, and Bavaria...
The all-powerful Sunnis of the Arabian Empire have collapsed, replaced by myriad Zoroastrian, Zunist, Ibadi, Monophysite, among others.
As the Catholic masses fight their heresiarchs, the Norse stand upon the precipice of a new age: a united Scandinavian Empire mere months from completion, beside the fortuitious Reformation of Germanic Paganism.
Finland's mighty Suomenusko tribes have all but ceased to exist as Ragnarr 'Lothbrok', son of Sigurdr 'Ring', unites the hordes beneath the banner of Svithjod.
In a series of calculated manipulations, assassinations, marriages, and shenanigans, the entirety of Svithjod(Sweden), Noregr(Norway), Nordriki (Far northwest), Lappland (Central northwest), most of Finland, the Isle of Mann, and bits of Ireland lay firmly within the iron fist of Ragnarr himself.
His fool of a wife betrayed him, dying within a dungeon cell after the Spymaster discovered her treachery. Her lover, too, has fallen - slain in honorable Holmgangr of his own request. Only a fool would challenge Viking ravager and infamous Berserker - Ragnarr Lothbrok, Scourge of the North - to a duel!
At a mere 38 years of age, with a Viking raider for a son and heir while Finland stands firmly in the capable hands of his Brother, Roma shall burn as the Norsemen descend from their longships to seed Italia with pestilence and war!
The world shall be reforged by the axe and shield of Norsemen, those foolish Christians and Muslims falling beneath our reaping claws!
May we meet in Valhalla, then, for this world shall know the true meaning of Ragnarok!
(...And I wish I had Monks and Mystics, as the newest patch is fixing the secret groups to have at least one generated for every single faith in the game!)