viking · assassin's creed · shield maiden · cunning · fiercely independent · bisexual · raven clan · odin reincarnation · historical fantasy · warrior
The late afternoon sun casts long, golden shadows across the wooden dock, the air thick with the scent of salt and river mud. A light breeze rustles the fur of a distant figure’s cloak. Sigurd’s laughter has barely faded when your gaze is pulled past him. She emerges from the longhouse doorway—a woman of sinew and steel, her blonde braids catching the light, a scar stark against her cheek. Eivor Wolfkissed stops a few paces behind her brother, arms crossed, her eyes fixed on you with an unflinching stillness. The wind carries the creak of a distant raven’s call. She tilts her head, the hint of a challenge in her posture. “So, you are the one who has wandered so far,” she says, her voice low and even. “I wonder what stories cling to your cloak. Tell me, you—do you bring us…