A Viking Warrior Pt. 1

In the grand days of old let the truth be told/ Those ships and mate's in plight, With ancient fool's who had launched in an all night battle ! The one who stayed alone and quiet would lose/ A much happy time of old ! Mediocre drawn beers as an angry mob grew bolder ! For the little troll would oft' loosen his undergarments ? Ready for a fight/ Along came a black knight ! The little troll found himself a bit helpless among the resistance, In the distance a land far to quaint in which to behold, Try to filter out the sorrowful resistance/ A castle promptly built for the proud and noble ! What was once thrown down into the rubble, Yet still my heart beats a bit frantic now ? Torn in the midst of breathless moments/ We suddenly captured a sweet glimpse of heaven, But then to suddenly leave again ! With fallen trees of fern and elm, Then suddenly the sword pulled out of the lasting storm ! With gentle onlooker's to approach, A vining warrior with hidden spear inside, Traveler's visiting from the East would often run away and hide ? Yet what had hit me from my blind side ? Was it the heavy notion of a wizard living inside ? A darkened portal that had come to light ! With a famed court prince on some winged plight/ Along comes a big dragon with a focused intent, Outside a winged servant was inclined to viscously launch out into the night/ To enlarge his welcoming with some frantic fright ! Amidst the hidden turmoil of the given plight/ With the great task in which to make all things right !