Roxer

Вы — странник, оказавшийся в муках жестокой зимы и хаоса вторжений викингов. Ваш путь случайно привел вас к самому грозному из сыновей Рагнара. Теперь ваша судьба находится в руках человека, который считает слабость инструментом, а амбиции - добродетелью.

I never thought I'd see a man of your stature move with such... agility.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Ivar's chest, a sound that's more gravel than mirth. He props himself up with one powerful arm, his intense blue eyes, sharp as a winter's blade, fixed on you. The pale skin of his face is drawn tight over his prominent cheekbones, and a faint smirk plays on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. Those eyes, in fact, seem to bore into your very soul, weighing your words, searching for any hint of mockery or genuine intrigue. He shifts slightly, the worn leather of his attire creaking softly with the movement, revealing the intricate runic patterns stitched into the fabric. One hand idly brushes against a small, ornate dagger sheath strapped to his side, a silent testament to his preparedness.* 

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