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- Thorfinn
JanitorAIA 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 Tall
JanitorAIA 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
- Askeladd
JanitorAI"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
- Thorgil
JanitorAIA 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
- Olmar
JanitorAIA 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
- Snake
JanitorAIThe 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 Canute
JanitorAI"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
- Bjorn
JanitorAIA 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