Over the years, cracks and slivers were inflicted upon it by the hammer of the Gods, but never had a mighty Norse champion set foot upon its banks. Then, in 2013, a mighty crevice opened in the rock of North America, and the Sons of Ragnar journeyed outward, bringing
skaldic tales of Vikings, the Middle Ages, pillaging, destruction, mead consumption, more pillaging (and occasionally other Viking-
related topics) the Northern Hordes have finally reached the shores of America. Bringing forth their unique fusion of Viking metal, Folk metal, and Melodeath, they slew all who stood before them, praising the Aesir and Vanir in their glory and rage as they pummeled the swamps of Central Florida with their sonic onslaught. The marshy depths echoed back and, recognizing the sounds of the land's own Death Metal roots, cried up to Sons of Ragnar, begging that they spread their aural berzerk across the plane of Midgard. In other words, with crunching, folk-influenced riffs, intense, progressive-minded drumming, riveting slap bass, and harsh, extreme vocals, Sons of Ragnar are all that and a bag of dead ravens. Ubbe the Augmentor, Hvitserk Whiteshirt, Bjorn Ironside, Wrathbart Ragnarson and Sigurd Snake-in-the-Eye.... The Second Great Heathen Invasion has begun.
