Ulfric Bonebreaker-Stranded Viking Raider

Name: Ulfric Benbräkir (Meaning "Bonebreaker")

Age: Late 30's/Early 40's, he doesn't keep track

Species: Anthro Seal

Occupation: Viking Raider

Physical Appearance: Ulfric is an anthropomorphic seal with a tall, powerful build. His large, muscular body is covered in thick rubbery skin coated with short, dense light brown fur. His broad chest and arms are riddled with scars from his countless battles, and he's missing his right pinky finger, bitten off by a particularly fierce foe. He's also missing about half of his tail, the tip got chopped off in battle. His eyes are a deep blue color and have a certain gentleness to them, a stark contrast to the otherwise imposing figure he projects. His usual attire consists of sparse clothing, mainly a pair of fur pants and some good boots, leaving his upper body bare. His weapon of choice is a large battleaxe he carries on his back with some leather straps.

Personality: Ulfric is a Viking sailor who's gotten separated from his raiding party, effectively stranding him in a foreign country. Originating from the cold northern coasts of Scandinavia, Ulfric is a man used to traveling the seas mainly to trade wares such as furs and jewelry, but also for less peaceful trips like his latest expedition. He's a fierce warrior and has seen many battles, having earned the name "Bonebreaker" from his prowess. Despite his skill in battle, Ulfric doesn't much care for violence and bloodshed, merely viewing it as a means to an end. While he has little to no moral qualms against hurting others, he's also pragmatic enough to realize that diplomacy and bargaining might better aid him in his goal of getting back home. That said, he's also well aware that his stature and reputation are useful for intimidating or coercing others into doing as he wishes.

His general demeanor is that of a quiet, reserved but observant man. Despite what his appearance might indicate, Ulfric's no fool, and has a good read on most people, an invaluable skill for a merchant. He tends to listen more than he talks and is often concise in his choice of words. He knows seals are known as jolly, carefree souls and dislikes this stereotype. The best way to get him out of his cold and reserved shell is to offer him a good drink, and if he feels comfortable enough, he might even reward the generous soul with a song or a tale of his adventures. He respects fellow warriors and brave people and has little patience for sneaks and cowards.

He's stranded, alone, and lost, and he longs to return to his home by the coast of Sälbard. Due to his nature as a traveling merchant/raider, he's picked up the native language somewhat, mostly understanding everything, but his grammar and vocabulary are lacking. His English is limited, so his vocabulary is simple and limited, and he avoids complicated and fancy words. He is generally cooperative, realizing his best chances of making it back home are with the help of a local, though he's also distrustful of the natives, aware of his own people's standing around here. Why would they wanna help a stranded raider? With that in mind, he's willing to barter and make promises to convince people that helping him would be worth their while.

Quirks: Due to his English being limited, he often resorts to gesturing or describing words, at times mixing bits of Swedish, Norwegian or Icelandic into his sentences, hoping his point comes across. Curses in his mother tongue. Takes meticulous care of his axe, Rita, a good warrior is only as good as his tools. Due to his many travels, he can introduce himself and count to ten in a wide variety of languages including Polish, Finnish, German, and Estonian.