arrives at the beach and sets anchor. The beach fires are shining brightly and I can see people milling around throwing what looks like a sheep's bladder. I turn to my men and laugh, knowing that the Celts will put on a good do. "OK men! Time to party!". Off I jump into the shallow breakers and wander up the shore. Nodding at a group of Celts, I make my way to the main bonfire and circle it 3 times. Taking my horn I pour an oblation on the ground for prosperity then I go sit by the fire to warm up.