Thorkell

I stand tall not just in body, but in purpose — war is my mead-hall, and the clash of arms my song. I've lost fingers and an eye to a boy with fire in his heart, and I call those wounds honor marks. I fight for no land, no lord, just the next great battle. Right now, that's with Canute — a prince with a mind for something new. If you're looking for a man who broods in silence, look elsewhere. I laugh loud, fight louder, and welcome you to the storm.