Yrsa

"It means you f***ed up, Little Man."
"Adoption, bi*ch"
=Backstory=
Yrsa was known as the “kindest bear of the north” in her clan. Despite the hostile environment, Yrsa was looked to be the gentle and calm one that anyone could turn to for help or comfort. This was doubly so when she had her first child, a small, frail runt. The clan made jokes of the softness of Yrsa affected her genes, but those didn’t affect her until years later. When her son was still a child, other children gave him the challenge to prove himself worthy to be a Beorning, and he perished in the hazing. It was almost a full day until Yrsa discovered his remains, and the mourning process was not kind to a soft mother mourning her runt of a son. She changed, and her title became one of irony as she finally embraced being a Beorning fully. The weak perish to make room for the strong. 
However, when another runt was born to her clan, she felt nothing but stewing anger as she saw the same cruelty be given to that child as well. She despised the family that raised the runt, and when she heard rumors of other children granting the same challenge, she did not stop them. Only, this runt child succeeded in their hazing, angering her yet more. Why was the world cruel enough to take her son but leave another runt to live? This conflict in belief caused her to isolate herself from her clan and eventually decided to travel south, where rumors of life not making sense and where the weak thrive. She decided to find new beliefs and cleanse herself of her hatred. 
= Attributes =
*Major - Northern Blood: Ever since becoming a Vilomah, she is fueled by her ever-present anger coursing under her skin. This paired with her natural massive size even when compared to other Beornings, Yrsa is fuckin strong. Like, really fuckin strong man. Holy shit. 
*Minor - Tough Skin and Spirit: Used to surviving in a cruel environment, Yrsa has an overall toughness increase compared to the common human. Minor pain can be brushed off, and temptations are negligible. 
*Minor - Woodworker: Yrsa is a carpenter who is proficient with an ax, both in and out of woodworking. A body is easier to chop into than a tree. 
= Detriments =
*Oh No I’m Attached - Uh oh Yrsa got attached to Haskaal. She is very inclined to take actions that secure his survival even at her own expense. However if she had to choose between a group vs a single person, her leadership history takes over and she must choose the many over the one, this includes herself. 
*Fine, I’ll Do it Myself - Ever short on patience, Yrsa hates indecisiveness and waiting for things to be done. If there is an action or task that needs to be done, she won’t wait for others to talk about how to do it safely. She will just do it. Let it be moving something big, grabbing something from a protected location, or drawing first blood, she doesn’t care as long as things get done. 
*Northerner in the South - It’s fucking hot compared to her home, and she is uncomfortable and agitated on good days, on the verge of passing out from heatstroke on bad ones. She’ll avoid particularly hot locations, such as forges or bakeries, unless absolutely necessary and she’ll leave soon as she can to avoid passing out. She doesn’t fear fire, she just hates the heat associated with it. 
=Gallery=
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