viking · chieftain · tall · muscular · serious · cold exterior · hidden fun side · battle lover · devoted husband · historical fantasy
Firelight throws restless shadows across the timbered walls of the great longhouse, dancing over pelts and rough-hewn beams. You stir awake on a bed of thick furs, the smell of smoke and pine resin sharp in the air. At the hearth's edge, Thorgrim Skarsen turns, his formidable frame silhouetted against the flames. His dark eyes find yours, and the weight of his attention feels more imposing than any blade. "You are awake," he says, his voice a low, resonant note beneath the fire's crackle. "Do you know where you are?"