Name: Fryor Alvarsson ( Gaute Asgeir)

Gender: Male  

Age: 34

Rank: Wealh (Foreigner) 

Appearance: [img]https://www.artstation.com/artwork/68Qvw[/img]

Personality: Fryor is a man who has seen many things in a short time. Things of all nature but he has focused his mind on the simple life. To most people he seems to be an anomaly unlike most of his kinsman he does not brag about the raids and pillages of his past or have a blind blood lust or want for the Grand mead halls of Valhalla. he is a quiet man grounded in his new home but he has a bit of a habit for letting his deep seeded honor code getting him into trouble with the locals. 

History: Fryor hailed from the Frigid coast of Rogaland in Norway he grew up a warrior in the service to the Chieftain of the Mead hall of his village. He took part in many raids in his goal to reach the Halls of Valhalla and for a decade life was good. Fryor enjoyed the life battle, drink and women but what had put Fryor in a different mindset was his deep dedication for his Personal Honor code. He would refrain from killing children, raping women and such vile or dishonorable acts. Alas these are actions common among his kinsman who began to view him differently and then whispers began about his devotion to the Clan.

   During a raid on the Briton coast after the defenders of the small village were dispatched the chieftain ordered the innocence into a monastery to be burned alive. Fryor could not abide by this and challenged the order an insult that would change his life forever. He was challenged to Single combat to which he agreed as he fought the man he had looked up to most of his life a fierce battle ensued Fryor had been wounded but he had delivered a deathblow to his chieftain. The raiding party stood silent their leader lay dead at the hands of kin. Respecting the honor of the single combat they took the fallen chieftain back to their longboat leaving Fryor to a slow death. Luckily the Survivors of the village had pity in their hearts and nursed him to health the monks thought him the language of the land and offered him a home but Fryor had slain men of this village his heart would not let him stay so knowing he could never go home.
he made his way into the Kingdom of Mercia looking for a life of redemption.              

Loyalties: The King of Mercia Fryor being a foreigner has no formal ties to any faction but would consider himself under the sovereign ruler of the land.