Name: Sigrid Geirdóttir (Sibley of the River) Gender: Female Age: 15 Rank: Ceorl (Freeman) Appearance: Sigrid liked to keep herself clean, for a repulsive merchant tended to be a less successful merchant. She kept herself tidy at all times, bathing frequently and untangling her hair in the mornings. She is a light blonde, but would occasionally add some earth into her hair until it became dirty to the point of being almost brown, to make herself look more Anglo-Saxon. She is also freckled and fresh-faced, with a wide grin, and that, combined with her tendency to ramble or tell stories, makes her look for all the world like a little girl playing at her father's craft. Do not be fooled. Personality: Sigrid, since her youth, was a lover of collecting things. She liked to play along the shores of her home in Jutland, picking up seashells or flotsam and keeping it with her. As her grandfather's finances began to dwindle, she began to trade her collections for money. This stirred something in her, and soon she was gripped with an ever-aching desire to trade. She loved the feel of coins changing hands, and the sound of their clinking. What's more, she is proud of her ancestry, and likes to brag about her father, calling him either "First to Meet Jesus" or "Slayer of Cross-Men", depending on who she was telling the story to. Her love of the shores and her greater love of opportunity brought her to the Angle's Land, and she does not intend to return home without a fortune. History: Sigrid's father was a berserker, a man who left her before she ever knew him to seek gold across the sea. When he died, he left his ship to his father, to later sell and support the wife and daughter he left behind. Her mother wanted nothing to do with the child, she reminding the now-ailing woman too much of her dead husband. Sigrid, then, grew up under the watchful eye of her old grandfather, a man strict in his opinions but too weak to enforce them. Because of that, she was largely free to wander the shores of Jutland. Her grandfather was wealthy in his youth, but that wealth had been spent away over the years, and soon, his role as caretaker and his granddaughter's role as dependent were reversed. Before he died, he told her one of his regrets, that he had saved her father's karve out of sentimental value. When she saw the boat, she saw opportunity. Sigrid, a fortnight following her grandfather's death, took out the karve and set out across open water with everything she could technically claim was hers by inheritance and a few things she couldn't, seeking the river of coin that flowed through the Heptarchy. Since then, she has sailed along the River Thames as "Sibley of the River", a merchant from far away. Loyalties: The Vikings and money. Mostly money.