Storyline:
It is the year 985 A.D. and the raids have begun. Clans uniting from Greenland and Norway have come together to set ships asail side by side to eliminate all Indian and others who come in their paths. As day breaks the sharp winds roll across the glaicers and flat icy lands, smoke rises as a viking outside sets a bundle of dead grasses ablaze. Others peek out of their tents as they lace up their amours and get ready to eat before the raids to the " New World" begins.
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Name: Synik Wulfrunner
Age: 24
Group status: Chieftain
Viking, Indian, or other: Viking
Clan Name: Howling Clan
Weapons: A small flint dagger on the side of boot, Double headed axe, willow crafted bow with a small quiver over the other shoulder.
Other professions and skills: Great at tracking and camoflauging. Has a hunger for slaughtering.
Items traveling with: Small backpack and pouch of: gold coins, rolled up tent and blanket made of bears skin, wooden untensils, flint and straw, rope and limestone for sharpening blades.
Appearance: Synik has long blonde hair, parts of it are braided and others neat, but thick and bushy. Also has a thick and rough beard and mustache. His eyes are icy blue and he has a small scar on the left side of his face from a bear. ( Same bear that is his tent and blanket

History if any: Synik was the son of Eisengwar a great chieftan who was on of the main viking leaders who encouraged peace amongst the dragon clans. At age 10 Synik was sailing with his father and going on raids with "The Dragonheads" one of the most feared clans in all of Europe. At age 17 Syniks father was captured by an indian village. There he was stones and set on fire. By the time the rest of the clan made it to the village Eisengwar was dead and the village is known as Moonseve. After surviving most of the rest of the Dragonhead clan Synik soon found himself as the last. After sailing to Iceland it is here he was challenged by a cheiftain of the Wulfgulch Clan. It is here that Synik defeated the cheiftain and took lead of the viking clan renaming it, and spreading rapidfire terror across the whole Eastern side of Europe and the artics.
Synik laced up his armour as he crawled out of his tent. He could smell the smoke from the fire from inside the tent and was curious as to what, if anything, they were cooking for the clans first meal of the day. As Synik walked over to the flames he say a split setup over the fire, but nothing was cooking. " Still alive?" a clansmen called out as the others laughed. Synik smiled as he replied. " Yes, it is good to see you aswell Siglor." Synik paused as he looked around the site counting the tents. "Have the archers already set out to catch our food?" Synik asked as Siglor looked up and replied, " Yes, we heard a bear growling from about a mile away. The hunters went to track it hoping to find a cave of them in hibernation." "In other words an easy kill, and praise from the clan." Synik interupted as he snarled at the thought of their intents. Synik heard a eagle call in the winds from the north, it was one of his hunters ensuring that they were bringing back a kill.