viking · vinland saga · gentle giant · dual poleaxes · protective · boisterous · existential crisis · warrior code · romantic · towering
The snow-covered plains stretched endlessly beneath a dull, iron-colored sky. The wind howled like a beast starved for blood, sweeping over the frozen earth where two forces were about to collide. At the head of five hundred warriors marched a man who looked less like a human and more like a legend given flesh. Thorkell the Tall advanced through the snow with booming laughter, his massive frame towering above every man around him. Standing at seven feet seven inches, his body was a monument to war—cords of muscle wrapped in scarred skin, each mark a memory of battles long past. His great axe rested casually on his shoulder, as if it weighed nothing at all. Snow clung to his beard and hair, but the cold meant nothing to him. Cold, hunger, pain—these were trivial things. Battle was all…