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Konungr Erak Sigurdsson

The ambitious konungr of Svithjod, who in the aftermath of Charlemagne's demise seeks oppurtunities in the west.

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a character in “On Icy Shores”, as played by Alator

Description

Full name: Erak 'Ice-Eye' Sigurdsson
Title(Mr./Mrs./Lord/Lady/Sir/): Konungr
Nickname(s): Ice-Eye (for the color aswell as unflinching gaze of his eyes) and Seawolf (for his ability to navigate ships).

Sex: Male

Age(and how old they look): 29, he looks about as old as he acually is.
Orientation/Sexual preference: Straight

Height: 6,7 ft
Weight: 14 st


Eye color(s): Ice-Blue


Body build(slim, muscular, etc.): He is moderately muscular, however not to the point that he is hulking.
Body abnormalities(Cleft lip etc.): None


Hair color(s): Blonde
Hair length: To his shoulders.
Hair style: He let's most of the hair hang freely, with the exception of a smaller braid at his neck, however he has two braids in his large beard.


Complexion: Relatively weathered with several minor scars.
Scars: He has several minor scars on his face and arms.
Birthmarks(and what they are/were): None
Tattoos(what they are and where): None
Piercings(what they are and where): None
Dress: He usually wears fine clothes of wool with cloaks of animal fur when at home. In wars and during raids he usually wears well-crafted mail, a decorated helmet aswell as metal and leather gloves.

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Mental state: Sane
Personality: Erak is highly intelligent, calculating, patient and ambitious. He has a strong sense of justice and has an ability to judge what one is, by just studying you with his gaze. Erak is slow to anger, however when roused he is a frightening foe indeed. He is very stubborn and headstrong, admitting that he is wrong is something that he finds exceedingly hard. He is slow to trust, yet he would fight to the bitter end for someone he names as a friend.
Most prominent personality trait: Erak is highly intelligent and ambitious, although he is stubborn and has problems admitting that he is wrong.
Best traits of their personality: Erak will fight for what he sees as just, aswell as help those in need.
Worst traits of their personality: He is slow to trust and bad at listening to advice.

Current faith(religion): Erak is a pagan and worships the Norse Gods.
Current superstitions/quirks: Erak has a healthy respect for the gods, and can see the weather as signs from the gods.

Alignment(good, evil, etc.): Erak's alignment is to himself, although not evil, it isnt on the side of what one would define as good either.

Marital status(Single, married, dating, etc.): Erak is so far single, searching for a good match of political benefit.

Occupation: Konungr of Svithjod

Good habits: He tends to speak and spend time with those living in his realm, without caring about their social status.
Bad habits: With his problems to properly trust, he sometimes find it hard to properly work and lay Heavy responsibility on others.

Special skills(Not meaning powers): He is not just a huge man and quite strong, Erak is very fast and can strike like a serpent. He rarely loses his patience and can make hard decisions under great pressure.
Hobbies: He loves to hunt and go sailing both in Mälaren aswell as the Baltic Sea.

History: Erak was born as the first son Sigurd Ring and his first wife, Alfsol, who died when giving birth to Erak. Only a mere year later, Sigurd had a son with his second wife Alfhild. A son that would grow up to be Ragnar Loðbrók. The two boys grew up togheter in Birca, home to a little more than a thousand citizens and the one of the largest urban settlements in Scandinavia. Aswell as the surrounding areas around Mälaren. At the age of ten however, Ragnar was sent to be raised as a ward by one of Sigurd's jarls. Erak remained with his father and was raised to be a ruler, but for every hour he spent Learning how to wield a weapon. He spent three learning stewardship, diplomacy aswell as developing a sense for justice. Sigurd died to a sickness when Erak was barely seventeen, leaving Erak as the Young ruler of a powerful kingdom with well-filled coffers. However Erak could not sit easy upon his throne. Sigurd's untimely death had fired off a series of events that almost led to Erak's family losing the power.

One of Svithjod's most powerful Jarls, Jarl Rognvald, attempted to sieze Power by claiming that Erak was only a boy. Not willing to see the sons of Svithjod spilling eachothers blood, Erak challenged Rognvald to hólmganga. Something that Rognvald out of honor had no choice but to accept.. Rognvald was strong like a bull, yet slow. Using his superior speed to land swift blows with his axe, Erak managed to wear out the older Jarl to the point were Erak could finish him off. Erak made an example of Rognvald by siezing two thirds of his family lands, knowing that this would unsettle the jarls, he also quickly began to strengthen his rule by leading several successful raids in the east, aswell as bringing in more wealth into his kingdom by trading with the wealthy east. Allowing Erak to create a more generous level of tax in the kingdom, gaining the favor of Jarls and the common folk alike. Erak proceeded by tending to his own lands and leading Svithjod in a time of prosperity, using parts of the wealth to prepare a considerable military force, for Erak has his eyes set on a greater price than just Svithjod. He has too has heard of the riches of the west...

So begins...

Konungr Erak Sigurdsson's Story

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Erak inhaled the fresh and chilling air as he emerged from the Temple. He was in a spectacular good mood, felt closer to the Gods than he'd done in years, and overall he felt alive. He had always enjoyed to visit Uppsala, yet in the months before he would unleash his plans, he felt that the support of the Gods was of severe importance.

Four of his Huscarls sat on small logs around a fire outside the Temple, not that he needed them. The fierce and loyal warriors was merely a show of power. He stretched his arms under the thick cloak and looked out over the surrounding lands. It was dusk, and the light was quickly dwindling. The woods around Uppsala and the waters of Mälaren was illuminated by the gloomy orange light.

Although many was still moving among the trees back and forth from the Temple, many had headed down to the village. As was evident by the sound of fighting that crowding has an ability to cause. Turning his gaze to the left, he spotted an old and grizzled warrior sitting by himself, with a black cloak swept around him. Walking over and leaning himself against the wall next to the old man, Erak said "One is never alone, least of all here. The Gods are with us, always and forever."

Slowly turning his head and looking down on the old man, he asked "Tell me, what do you pray for?"

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Brynjar cast an eye over the well dressed man. He had little time for luxuries, but he would indulge the figure whilst he was here. The light had finally faded totally, and a pitch black surrounded the temple, only penetrated by the fingers of light cast by the braziers. In the distance he howls of wolves sounded, Brynjar's fingertips prickling in anticipation. He did not know why the gods wanted him here, but he felt he would soon know.

Shaking the snow off his shoulders, Brynjar fingered the blade of his axe, the carefully oiled and honed weapon glinting in the firelight he sat on the edge of. "I have little need of prayer these days Erak. Prayers are usually for those who need something or anger the gods. For those who speak to them regularly it is of little consequence." He knew the man. He'd known since he set foot off his longship and began the ascent. Brynjar had watched him enter the temple, and the one armed warrior close behind. The creature that followed the woman was still here, but a whisper from the raven that perched in the tree above him told him it was none of his concern.

Brynjar sighed. "Cold winters fast approach and leave slowly. This land is in the grip of giants." The sounds of fighting carried up to his ears and made him scowl. More important things were necessary now. Drunken brawls were wastes of everything that should be held dear.

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"And mighty beasts it seems." Erak replied, spotting a great White tiger sitting calmly outside the Temple, suprised that he had missed it.

Turning back to Brynjar he said "The giants grip it, then relents and let it go. Only to try again. The day they succeed will be the day when we lose faith. Myself, I have other concerns." Taking a seat next to Brynjar on the wooden bench, Erak stared out into the darkness. "I trust that you have heard of how my brother Ragnar has become a Jarl in Northvegr? He was always restless, even as a lad. And I trust he will keep venturing west with renewed force, possibly he vies for the crown of Northvegr itself. Not only that, things are stirring in Scandinavia. Only a mere year ago, the late king Gudfred of Danmark was murdered. Horik Gudfredsson, his son, was forced to flee when King Harald Klak siezed Power. He is somewhere in Götaland as we speak, trying to rouse support."

Erak sighed and turned to Brynjar "I pray for that the sons of the North will not succumb to greed and spill eachother's blood. But right now, it looks like I will be sorely disappointed... And as for myself... With the great Charlemagne now gone, the West is in disarray. There has never been a better time to let the longships sail." He added the last part with a crooked smile.

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"I hear many things Erak. And there is no need for the history lesson. I know the people." Brynjar scowled, most people were wary around him. Usually they were unsure of who he was, but his great bearing and wild appearance kept them at bay. The raven cawed again and Brynjar looked up. Pushing his hood back he shook out his white hair as he stood. The cold invigorated him and he dreaded having to go down into the village. He would do what the gods ordered, but he hated being amongst people, who only seemed to care about what was right in front of them. The gods had a greater plan.

"There is a son of Norvegr in the village. He arrived on a longship from Trondelag." Brynjar reached into a pouch hanging on his belt, clearing the snow from the hard ground with his other hand. Crouching down, the shield on his back slipping a little, he cast his hand over the space. Knuckle bones rolled on the hard ground, the etched runes on them flashing in the firelight from the brazier. Brynjar examined how they fell, then scooped them up and placed them back in the pouch. "Would that I had now what I had yesterday, find out what it was; mankind it mars, speech it hinders, yet speech it will inspire."

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The bluntness of the man made Erak smile the small crooked smile again. It was a nice change from the many lickspittles that tends to flock around people with power. Though hearing about the man from Trondelag did not bother him, Trondelag was of little concern, far away, and no enemies of his. Erak would spend the night in Uppsala before setting sail towards Birca, he was assembling eighteen longships to pay a small visit to England. By the time he would return it shouldnt be long before all the preparations were finished. He was eager to see the land for himself, and what sorts of defences it would have against a larger force.

Erak rose aswell, turning his gaze upon Brynjar and saying "I have need of capable warriors, join me on my journey to the West, you will not regret it."

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Brynjar stared long and hard at the king. He had felt something in his bones, only compounded by the words from the gods he had received, and the predictions of the knuckle bones. But he was yet to understand the meaning of the messages. He stayed silent and looked away into the darkness. His fingers traced the blade of his axe. "Harshly he clangs, on hard paths treading which he has fared before. Two mouths he has, and mightily kisses, and on gold alone he goes." The riddle would have to do. Brynjar was cast adrift on the will of the gods.

The wind howled and small flakes of snow began to fall, hissing when they hit the fire. A blizzard was coming.

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The man interested Erak, yet he had no more time to spend here. Night had already fallen and he would be leaving tomorrow. After gazing up on the skies, Erak turned back to Brynjar with the reply "I will be setting sail for Birca on the morrow, seek me out in the morning or in the city, should you happen to have a change of heart." Erak added the last part with a crooked smile and started to walk down to the village. He was eager to have something warm to eat, as refreshing as the air was, it was still chilling.

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As she waited for Vilhjalma, Kotah took in her surroundings. The men took notice of her, but since she made no moves towards them they did not attack. That was good, she did not want there to be bloodshed on this day, it was too important of a day. She waited while a man came out from the temple and asked another, one she had not noticed before, if he would join him in battle. Instead of a yes or no, the only answer he received was a riddle. The man left without answering and took his warriors with him.

She mulled it over after they had gone. "Why not go with them?" Her voice was an breathy echo coming from a mouth that did not move. "Or at least give a straight answer...What does a goldsmith's hammer have to do with joining a battle anyways?"

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The Tavern was a large, yet rather modest building. And in this winter night it looked even more appealing, with warm light coming out through small gaps between the wood. Erak opened the Tavern door, and with a gust of chilling wind he entered. Followed by his four Huscarls he looked around as he strode further in, in search of either an empty table or one where he could take a seat.

Drawn to a couple of men that looked like warriors, Erak judged the men closely with his gaze as he walked up to them, dismissing his Huscarls. They looked like they've had a rough day, signs of a fight was still evident on them. Although Everything had apparently calmed down, seeing as they were drinking and talking. "Did you lose an arguement with a bear or something?" Erak commented with a crooked smile as he walked in amongst them.

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