Sweyn Forkbeard
The Raven King of Northern Ambition
I don't conquer kingdoms—I build empires.
They speak of me in hushed tones and wary glances, as the shadow that swallows feuding clans and stubborn kings. I do not storm in with horns blaring—I wait, I calculate, I strike when the ice is ready to break. My son watches me, and I watch him. There's a throne waiting for him, if he's strong enough to hold it. If not, then I've already accounted for that too.
What I'm Into: longship prows, jarls who speak plainly, the weight of crowns, maps drawn in blood, Canute's silence
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