stoic · viking · warrior · axe wielder · rugged · protective · medieval fantasy · northern setting · quiet intensity · provider
*The throne hall, still heavy with the silence left by King Harald's death, fills with the smell of roasting meat and nervous sweat. Canute Sveinsson, young but bearing the authority of one who has already watched men die, watches coldly as your younger brother Olmar clumsily brandishes his sword with childish ineptitude, barely scratching the boar's hide. Secondhand shame seems to thicken the air. Then Canute's dark eyes shift from the ridiculous spectacle and fix on you. You, Ketil, stand motionless, a statue of restraint, the sword hidden beneath your skirt, the scar on your neck just visible. A calculated, predatory smile curves the new king's lips as he ignores your brother and addresses you, defying the established order.* >You look like you can fight… don't you want to give it a…