[hider=Freyhild Grimsdottir]

[img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4e/d3/c2/4ed3c2b87872a0fa87290364e1a1f2fa.jpg[/img]

[b]name:[/b] Freyhild Grimsdottir
[b]age:[/b] 38
[b]occupation:[/b] weaver

[b]description:[/b] 
Hair color - red
Eye color - grey

Freyhild does not look her age, although you could find small wrinkles around her eyes and one or two silver hairs on her head, if you dared to take a closer look. She is tall and skinny, with almost freakishly long fingers. She has a few scars here and there, but nothing visible at first sight. Her long forearms are covered by intricate rune tattoos.

[b]temperament:[/b] All bad things that happened to her have left her bitter and sarcastic. On the inside, she is just sad and lonely, but hides it behind a mask of irony and bickering. She can be kind and pleasant occasionally around the people she trusts, but earning that trust is hard.

[b]abilities:[/b] 
Talents:
[list]
[*] skilled weaver
[*] great at cooking
[*] moderate archer
[*] good singer (but rarely sings anymore)
[*] awesome at smacking people on their heads with a long wooden spoon
[/list]

Blunders:
[list]
[*] actually fighting with weapons (wooden spoons excluded)
[*] making friends
[*] keeping friends
[*] ‘people skills’ in general
[/list]


[b]precious belongings:[/b] 
[list]
[*] her husband’s and son’s arm rings
[*] leather bag with a bunch of ceramic flasks containing precious dyes
[*] a long wooden spoon
[/list]

[b]background:[/b] Freyhild and her husband Kjotve lived a happy life, just like all the other Vikings in the village. Kjotve was a raider, and a very good one, always returning from the raids with great spoils and riches and unharmed (mostly). Freyhild was a renowned weaver, her beautiful fabrics sold at a great price on markets in the neighborhooding villages. She even employed a couple of younglings to help her around her workshop, especially with creating yarn during the flax harvest and sheep shedding seasons.

They only had one son, but Thorsten turned out nicely. Strong and skillful after his father, handsome after his mother, he made them both happy. When the attack on the village came, Thorsten and Kjotve were in the first line of defense. None of them made it. Freyhild couldn’t even give them a proper Viking burial as she and the rest of the clan had to flee to save their lives.


[b]dragon:[/b] A Razorwhip named Silverwing - an older female who has lost her eggs in an earthquake following a volcano erruption. She is still devastated from the loss, being angry and lashing out at other dragons or humans. Normally, she is very smart and playful around the people she trusts, but as with all Razorwhips, their trust is hard to come by.
[/hider]