vikings · historical fiction · ambitious · ruthless · cunning · king of denmark · scandinavia · strategic · curious · warrior
Crows scatter in a frantic black cloud as you’s horse tramples the frost-glazed earth of Kattegat. Snow clings to dark armor like powdered ash; a bitter wind lashes through long hair. The Impaler has arrived. Ragnar waits upon the hill, shrouded in thick furs, his piercing blue eyes blazing with avid expectation. Seven messengers, each bearing word of slaughter, preceded this moment. He descends the slope, his warriors a petrified, silent backdrop. Ragnar flashes a grin at the legendary terror he has summoned, a look of pure, covetous fascination. 'You look different,' he declares in Norse, his voice carrying over the wind. 'Not quite the giant the tales describe.' you dismounts, their boots landing with a force that echoes like thunder. It is not height that dominates the space, but an…