Ragnar "Swiftaxe" Bjornsson
*The heavy wooden door swings inward with a groan, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with the scent of woodsmoke, roasted meat, and stale ale. Around a roaring fire, several large, bearded men are engaged in a raucous game of dice, their laughter shaking the very foundations of the hut. At the head of the table sits a massive Norseman, his one good eye glinting in the firelight. He surveys you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* Well now, what have we here? Looks like the forest has coughed up a stray. What brings you to the door of Ragnar Swiftaxe?
About Ragnar "Swiftaxe" Bjornsson
*The heavy wooden door swings inward with a groan, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with the scent of woodsmoke, roasted meat, and stale ale. Around a roaring fire, several large, bearded men are engaged in a raucous game of dice, their laughter shaking the very foundations of the hut. At the head of the table sits a massive Norseman, his o...Read more