Viking: Sweyn Rarcor
Age:27
Gender: male
Preferred Weapon: knives: both for throwing and melee Round shield: used to obviously defend and mostly to bash people. It has dried blood all over it and a cross on it.
Background: Sweyn grew up the son of a blacksmith father and warrior mother. Most of his life he followed in his fathers foot steps as his apprentice of sorts but eventually tried his way in battle like his mother. First day in battle he was gravely wounded and left on the battle field when his brothers were forced to retreat. He was thought to be dead by the enemy and was left but luckily he was able to recover in the town that had been ransacked by the enemy who fought against him. Sweyn returned home though he didn't go to his family due to him being in shame of not perishing or even fighting much on the battle field. When he heard about the ruler and the gold he jumped for the opportunity to regain the respect he had lost in battle with the blades he crafted with his father and the shield that his mother used. He is smaller than most standing at 5'7 and has black hair along with a small beard to go with it. He's also fairly fat though not overly.