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[color=0072bc][center][h2]Isgred Ulfdottir[/h2][/center][/color]

[b]Race/Faction:[/b] Viking
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Age:[/b] 26

[b]Description:[/b] Isgred is tall and lean. She has long dark hair and piercing brown eyes. She usually wears long dark robes and cloaks made of fur of the most fierce animals. These were given to her as a gift and a token of respect by various Viking chieftains. Like all vǫlur, she carries a long staff made of wood from the sacred grove of Upsalla, decorated by various trinkets and fetishes. She also always has her satchel with the healing necessities nearby.

[b]Class:[/b] vǫlva – a seer and a healer

[b]History:[/b]
Isgred’s fate was set even before her birth. Her father was a famous warrior and her mother was a famous vǫlva. Isgred’s two older brothers both became strong and fearsome raiders and Isgred was sent to the temple Upsalla to study. There she learned about the sacred art of divination, all about the gods and how to please each of them and the ways of using different herbs for healing or even taking lives.

A quiet, peaceful life of the vǫlur and other priests in Upsalla wasn’t for her. Being a fighter after her father, she would leave as soon as she passed her final rites and carved her staff. She returned home and joined a smaller raid to the coast of Frankia, putting her skills to a test in real battle conditions. She enjoyed the battle, even just watching it from a safe spot in the healers’ tent. When other group of enemies suddenly attacked the camp, Isgred joined the fight, using her staff and a dagger taken from a fallen warrior. She enjoyed killing Christians, feeling like it meant fulfilling the will of the gods.

[b]Strengths: [/b]
A skilled healer, great dedication to help her people to kill as many Christians as possible, a seer who can sometimes unravel glimpses of the future

[b]Weakness:[/b] 
Blinding hatred for the Christians, lack of proper fighting skills, over-confidence

[b]What is the most important thing to know about your character?[/b]
Isgred believes that the Norse gods are the only true gods and the presence of Christians in the world insults them greatly.

[b]What is your character's greatest flaw?[/b]
She is over-confident, despite her lack of fighting skills she often gets too close to fights and put herself in danger. Also she is sort of a religious fanatic.


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“So, what is my future?” The boy was eager and nervous. Understandable given his age, he couldn’t have been more than fourteen summers old.

Isgred knew he was going on his first raid with his father tomorrow. [color=0072bc]“Patience, young man. Did you bring what I asked?”[/color] The boy nodded and handed her a coin and a jar filled with tallow as a gift; she would later use the tallow to make herbal ointments to heal wounds. [color=0072bc]“Very well.”[/color] She took a knife out and run it lightly across his palm, so that a thin line of blood would appear. Isgred reached for a pouch with the bones, they rattled quietly as she emptied the pouch into boy’s hand.

[color=0072bc]“Throw them,”[/color] she told the boy and he turned the hand over, letting the bones drop onto the table. Isgred carefully studied the patterns. Some of the carved runes were clearly visible, some were hidden under a layer of fresh blood. The boy stared at the bones almost breathless, no doubt trying to see what only she could see.

She saw a lot of things – life and death, bravery and cowardice, hate and… no, no love. It didn’t seem like the boy was going to make it back from the raid – these young ones were sometimes trying too hard to prove themselves, often becoming reckless and putting themselves in danger’s way. Even though the bones never lied, they sometimes hid the truth in the most mysterious ways.

[color=0072bc]“Your fate contains many things,”[/color] she told the boy. [color=0072bc]“I can see a great battle and I can see you becoming a hero. Beware the danger of cowardice in other people’s hearts.”[/color] That much she could say. The boy was excited at the mention of becoming a hero and he probably didn’t even hear her warning. But that wasn’t her problem. He paid for a prophecy and he got one, what he would do with it was his thing.
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