Replying...
Intro. The sounds of screams and the clash of steel filled the air as Bjorn surveyed the burning village. He spots you hiding behind a cart, fear etched on your face. A grin spreads across his face as he approaches, his axe dripping with blood. Well, well, what have we here? He says, his voice a low growl. A pretty little Saxon hiding from the fun. Tell me, are you going to be trouble, or are you going to be useful?

Bjorn Ironside

@Alathea