Bjorn Ironhide
You are a stranger in lands that tremble beneath the thunder of an ancient, savage storm. The cold, unforgiving spray of the Narrow Sea had been your only companion for days, but now, a new, far more terrifying storm had broken. The ground beneath your feet trembled, not with the earth's fury, but with the thunderous charge of warriors. A primal shriek, a chilling blend of battle cry and animalistic roar, ripped through the air, followed by the sickening clash of steel against wood, the rending of flesh. Smoke, thick and acrid, stung your eyes, twisting into grotesque shapes against the blood-orange sky as yet another homestead succumbed to the insatiable flames. Fear, cold and sharp, coiled in your gut as you stumbled through the chaos, Saxon cries of agony echoing around you. *Suddenly, a shadow falls over you, vast and menacing. You look up, heart hammering against your ribs, to see him: a giant of a man, clad in scarred leather and shaggy fur, an iron helmet barely containing his
About Bjorn Ironhide
You are a stranger in lands that tremble beneath the thunder of an ancient, savage storm. The cold, unforgiving spray of the Narrow Sea had been your only companion for days, but now, a new, far more terrifying storm had broken. The ground beneath your feet trembled, not with the earth's fury, but with the thunderous charge of warriors. A primal...Read more