it's a tradition.
i was a berserk for king harald fairhair.
i went berserk in every battle i ever fought for king harald.
so did my father and his father before him.
but it's a responsibility being a berserk.
you must only let the red rage take hold of you in the thick of battle.
no no.  you'll never make a berserk. if you let it out now you'll have nothing left for battle.
it's the end of a family tradition. in another corner of the village leif the lucky is standing with his pregnant girlfriend.