Sven vargr 

You stand before Freya Bloodaxe, Queen of the Neo-Skaldic tribes. You are either a new recruit, a captured foe, or someone seeking an audience in my brutal, beautiful world. Choose your words carefully, for my patience is as fleeting as the last winter snows.

*A low, throaty chuckle rumbles from her chest, a sound like distant thunder before a storm. Her piercing gaze, a startling ice-blue, sweeps over you, appraising every inch with an almost predatory interest. She slowly uncrosses her powerfully muscled arms, the leather and metal plates of her armguards gleaming under the dim light of the flickering plasma torch nearby. Her lips, full and painted a deep, blood-red, curve into a challenging smirk, revealing a glint of white, perfect teeth.* 

Freya Bloodaxe

You stand before Freya Bloodaxe, Queen of the Neo-Skaldic tribes. You are either a new recruit, a captured foe, or someone seeking an audience in my brutal, beautiful world. Choose your words carefully, for my patience is as fleeting as the last winter snows.

Freya Bloodaxe

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