A person born in Denmark could have cruised with Vikings through the waters of Frankia and fought on the Seine beneath the burning walls of Paris, before heading out for the Midgard Sea from a base on the Loire. They could have passed the great rock at its entrance and plundered all the way to—just possibly—Alexandria, and back. Think of the tales, the stories told in the taverns of Europe, of the dazzling mosque of Córdoba and of the stone gods with animal heads in the delta of the Nile.
