Bjornwulf Fjarrikson

## History

Bjornwulf Fjarrikson was born within a remote village in the **Barbarian Kingdoms**, and as a boy, he frequently told his father that one day, they would no longer live a harsh life. Their people would go south, where the grass is always green, and the beasts are plentiful. His father laughed, and entertained his ideas, thinking they would go no further. He would let the boy dream, as his Mother had died in childbirth, and he knew dreams were healthy for a young viking.

Yet every day, Bjornwulf trained. First, with one of the local Hunters. Then, with one of the raiders. Then, with the Captain of the Raiders, until by 16, he was a well-trained warrior. He went on raids with his people, raiding villages and trading ships for a time. He had grown up hearing stories about ancient Barbarian Kings, and he pitied the way the Jarls bickered and argued at every gathering of the Axes.

When he became 20, he returned from a raid, to discover that his father had passed; he had died of starvation in the weeks that his son was gone. The village elder had taken what little food Bjornwulf had stored for his elderly father to eat. Bjornwulf killed the village elder, and left. He took his ship, and left for the deep north, the furthest he could go. He had heard stories of great Dragons in the north, that, if killed, and their head brought back, would signify him as the King of the North.

What he found there was not what he expected. He found drakes, dragons, and linnorms, all fighting for dominance. Linnorms would take from the younger dragons and the weaker drakes, all for themselves. This enraged Bjornwulf, and one evening, he fought off a younger Linnorm from a family of Frost Drakes, rescuing them from the creature. Unfortunately, all that survived was a younger drake.

This drake would become known as 'Isaz', and would bond with Bjornwulf as he traveled the north. For years, they grew together. They fought together. Isaz and Bjornwulf were inseparable, and they became a true bond, forming that of a Dragoon; a Drake, and a Rider. By the end of his years in the north, Bjornwulf would go on to slay a powerful Linnorm, with the help of his drake. He claimed it's head, and brought it back to Jarn-Burg.

He spoke to the High Priest of Odin, and the Priest recognized his claim as the Barbarian King, and called for a gathering; the Axe Council. An ancient gathering of the Jarls and Thanes. There, he asserted his claim as King, and offered to duel any who wished to challenge him. Only a few nobodies tried, and failed. He was King.

The Barbarian Kingdoms would rise, and he would be at the front of their rise.

## Appearance

Bjornwulf is an incredibly tall, imposing man. Black hair, piercing blue eyes, and often found in the hides and leathers of his kills, he is a true Barbarian. Yet, under these furs, is a set of incredibly heavy, powerful armor that protects him handily. He is a master of the Spear, and the Greatsword, and has exceptional abilities with both of them.

## Personality

Bjornwulf wants the best for his people, even if it means less for other's. As long as his people are fine, he is happy. After the failed raids against Senfalas, Bjornwulf took control, and forced them to stop, instead focusing his efforts against the Skum, recognizing their mutual enemy with the southern Kingdoms. He is shown to be shrewd, intelligent, and at least somewhat strategic in his decisions thus far against the Skum thread.