One more time through the year 2010. Unlike some years – 1066 and 1969 spring to mind – 2010 doesn’t get any better with repeated viewings.

My name is Sven Thorkinsgalf. I’ve met you before – thrice, actually. But you haven’t met me yet. Not for a few more years.

By my appearance, you would be quite correct in guessing that I am thirty years of age. But you would also be incorrect. I was born in the year 807, which by your reckoning would make me 1203 years old, but I can assure you that I’ve lived for many years longer. Many, many years.

Since I’ve walked the earth, I’ve known my homeland by several different names: Noreg, Northern European Territory #15G, the Corporation of Norden and the United States of Scandinavia. But today, in this time, it is simply Norway.

My tale is a long one – I’ve told much to you already the next time we meet. But let me start from the beginning, with a brief history of the Viking war with the faeries, and how I ended up wandering aimlessly through time.