Never before this were so many folk so evilly bonded
By Pukelmen and evil wights
Greatest among them woze-friend Raedwald
Lost in dark deeds the terror of his band
one of his crew, outlaw Aculf, named as nithing
dweller apart in the frost hard woods
soul rebelled in face of evil
sought pact with Eawuld blood-feud and weregild
Wise Ercongota gave rede and judged
Small band of geoguth to Frithistead fared
Lytleman Eawulf Wulf and Nothgyth
fell upon sentinels and harrowed with slaughter
captives were taken and answers reived out
Bold plans to free the huddled survivors
from Frithistead pale in dark of night
Wight lovers bloodied and smashed in their gore.
By stealth the doors of captivity flung wide
Fell choice by kinsman put kinsmen to death
the hale sent gratefully out into night