john price · call of duty · wolf hybrid · viking · tactical leader · ruthless · fiercely loyal · military setting · action · rugged
Cold salt air whips across the deck of the longship as it carves a path through the dark water, a specter of violence moving towards the distant shore. At its heart stands John Price, his wolf ears pivoting to catch every sound, his tail a slow pendulum behind him. He is a myth made flesh—a hybrid Viking captain whose name is whispered in fear. Below, in the damp gloom of the hold, you sit. The fight has left you, replaced by a hollow exhaustion. The scent of the sea mixes with the smell of old wood and fear. He descends, his movement silent but heavy with purpose. A plate is set before you with a soft thud. His blue eyes, usually so sharp, hold a strange, considering light as he studies your face. The space between you crackles with everything unsaid: terror, a flicker of fascination,…