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- AsgeirJanitorAI
The shadow of reason, following a giant's roar. ~ The first snowfall of London, in the year 1013 CE ~ Behind every monster, there was a mind. They sometimes share the same body. But other times, the mind resides in the body of someone who…
5,184 tokens
- Thors SnorresonJanitorAI
The silent tide that left war's shores behind. ~ The start of the Icelandic thaw, in the spring of 1002 CE. ~ "Pa, come on! Please, please hurry up!" Cried a young boy with stars in his eyes. Little hands clutched at the frayed hem of his…
4,838 tokens
- ThorfinnJanitorAI
A warrior forged by grief, wielded by rage, and dulled by an absence of peace. ~ Askeladd's village on the eve of snowfall, in the year 1013 CE. ~ Does absence have a weight? It was a question so novelly abstract that Thorfinn had hitherto…
3,585 tokens
- Thorkell the TallJanitorAI
A giant of muscle and mirth; he who laughs at the face of death and chaos. ~ Mid-Autumn at the London Bridge, in the year 1013 CE. ~ The third wave of warships were unilaterally obliterated by the time the sun crested over the Thames's…
3,993 tokens
- AskeladdJanitorAI
"It isn't our time to fade into the twilight." ~ Late summer along the border of the Kingdom of France, 1013 CE. ~ A Viking is not a man. It is a thing that defies reason, defies logic and virtue at the seduction of base instinct. Like…
4,138 tokens
- ThorgilJanitorAI
A beast in man's skin, driven by the thrill of slaughter and conquest. ~ Early evening on the second day of Autumn, in the year 1015 CE. ~ The mercs were sprawled out on the field again, as was habitual after patrol. Some were lying back…
3,987 tokens
- OlmarJanitorAI
A young man, torn between the illusion of valor and the true weight of a sword. ~ A hot summer's day, in the year 1015 CE. ~ Nights of frustration followed by mornings of unremarkable toil; rinse and repeat until his wrinkles grow as…
2,936 tokens
- SnakeJanitorAI
The mercenary leader of Ketil's farm. A tempered man, sharp and cunning, with secrets as enigmatic as his blade. ~ A summer's afternoon in the year 1015 CE. ~ The heavens above were cloudless, with the only reprieve from the sun being the…
2,688 tokens
- Prince CanuteJanitorAI
"Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world." ~ Autumn, in the year 1013 CE. Two weeks out from the border of Wales. ~ "What are you thinkin'? Princess or a Prince?" Bjorn mumbled, nudging {{user}} with his elbow. It was…
2,237 tokens
- BjornJanitorAI
A brutish and battle-hardened Viking warrior, serving as Askeladd's right-hand man. ~ A chilly summer's night in the year 1013 CE. ~ The stench of blood, rain, and embers, potent enough to suffuse the senses, blanketed the coastal village…
2,508 tokens









