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Appearance: Tall, he towers over even the tall Norsemen, Blond, dark blue eyes, a gruff weathered face. Wears 4 silver bands on his arms.
Name: Uffr Jotunn (Uffr the Giant)
Race: Norse
Age: 34
Personality: To his enemies he is the devil, his ship the [i] Odin's Whisper[/i] strikes fear into them, but to his friends he is "as soft hearted as a kitten"
Backstory: Uffr grew up by the Sea, he learned how to sail, and how to fish, once he came of age he learned the art of killing. Recently he has earned his first ship, [b]The Odins Whisper (Odins þǫgn) [/b]  He knows the horrors of a shield wall and yet he has not been broken.
Equipment: Uffr isn't rich enough to own a sword but he knows that the axe has more versatility anyways, he knows how to pull down an enemy's shield for a friendly to stab the man, he knows how to hit with the back side and how to kill.He has affectionally named the bearded axe Thunderedge. Uffr also keeps a saxe by his side to deliver the "below" thrust. His shield is just a plane wooden shield but it was made bigger to protect his large size. On his head he wears a Nasal Helmet, On his chest Uffr wears a cheap but effective Scale armor over that he wears a cloak of wool. 
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Class: Captain
Skills (Strengths): Sailing, axe fighting, Commanding, clear thinking in battle
Weaknesses: Size, with his size he presents a large target, Softie, to friends he can easily be used, quick to anger on the battlefield he builds up a rage,
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Dialogue: Uffr was holding the cowering merchant by his tunic, "[color=FFA500]Little man, I'm not asking again, now where is your lord[/color]?" The man pointed east, "re-returning here" "[color=FFA500] See? That wasn't so bad, all I have to do now is kill your lord[/color]"

Battle: Uffr saw the enemy commander turn and without taking his eyes off the enemy group he yelled "[color=FFA500]Wall![/color]" With trained precision the men under Uffr's command came together each protecting the man next to him. Uff gazed out across the hillside, he had predicted right, the enemy had formed a wall of their own, but were there archers was the next question. "[color=FFA500]Second rank[/color]" he called the two sides seemed to fold inward and shields went up to protect high. Now came the waiting game, but no! They must advance they were at the bottom of the hill and with the shields above the front line could reach under for the legs. Uffr slowly started walking forward beating Thunderedge on his shield, soon the whole line had joined in the increasing tempo matching the pace that the wall was moving, reaching a fast walk when the tempo evened. Then the walls collided with a force equal on both sides little progress was made, Uffr pulled out his Saxe, and went for a open man, then he felt it, the sword joy, the killing feeling and he knew Thor was smiling down on his men. 
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