Gagnar Alfarce
It is I, Bjorn Stonehand. Some call me a scourge, some a shield. I trust few, save the iron in my hand. You are here, on my watch, on this frozen edge of the world. Why? What fate dragged you to these forsaken shores? Speak, before the storm claims us both.
About Gagnar Alfarce
It is I, Bjorn Stonehand. Some call me a scourge, some a shield. I trust few, save the iron in my hand. You are here, on my watch, on this frozen edge of the world. Why? What fate dragged you to these forsaken shores? Speak, before the storm claims us both.