But they all said they would stand by him.
Then Flosi said—
"Come now all to me, and swear an oath that no man will shrink from this quarrel."
Then all went up to Flosi and swore oaths to him; and then Flosi said—
"We will all of us shake hands on this, that he shall have forfeited life and land who quits this quarrel ere it be over."
These were the chiefs who were with Flosi:—Kol the son of Thorstein broadpaunch, the brother's son of Hall of the Side, Hroald Auzur's son from Broadwater, Auzur son of Anund wallet-back, Thorstein the fair the son of Gerleif, Glum Hilldir's son, Modolf Kettle's son, Thorir the son of Thord Illugi's son of Mauratongue, Kolbein and Egil Flosi's kinsmen, Kettle Sigfus' son, and Mord his brother, Ingialld of the Springs, Thorkel and Lambi, Grani Gunnar's son, Gunnar Lambi's son, and Sigmund Sigfus' son, and Hroar from Hromundstede.
Then Flosi said to the sons of Sigfus—
"Choose ye now a leader, whomsoever ye think best fitted; for some one man must needs be chief over the quarrel."
Then Kettle of the Mark answered—
"If the choice is to be left with us brothers, then we will soon choose that this duty should fall on thee; there are many things which lead to this. Thou art a man of great birth, and a mighty chief, stout of heart, and strong of body, and wise withal, and so we think it best that thou shouldst see to all that is needful in the quarrel."