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You admire the Viking Sword that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for you. For that, at least, you are grateful. Looking down upon...

You admire the Viking Sword that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for you. For that, at least, you are grateful. Looking down upon...

You admire the Viking Sword that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for you. For that, at least, you are grateful. Looking down upon...

Your Celtic Leaf Sword cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. They have learned too late that betraying a noble of the Black...

Your Celtic Leaf Sword cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. They have learned too late that betraying a noble of the Black...

“He died before hitting the ground. Mere moments ago, he had been the predator chasing me as I scrambled over my fallen comrades on the battlefield. However, as if the Allfather himself had led my hand to find this lonely sword, our...

Gunnar was the newest member of the Varangian guard. He was much taller than the noblemen of the court, and with his long blonde hair and beard, he cut an imposing figure. His armour had seen battle during the recent uprising, and the...

Torvald rose from his throne and drew his sword. “By Odin! I am Jarl here, and I will not be disrespected in my hall! Erik, I name you a coward! I name you liar and filth! Draw your weapon, and we shall do the holmgang!” Erik turned...

You are laughing too loud. You realize it must be scaring your enemy, because no one wants to face you on the frontline anymore. They think you are crazed. Maybe you are, because the adrenaline of being in a battle has left you feeling...

You became a ruler during war time, and so you feel more at east with the Earl Sword in your hand than the feathered quill you now use to write a long and tiresome letter. The sword, with its beautiful craftsmanship, now sits polished...

A SHARP TOUCH OF HISTORY  “One of the very best swords anyone in the Northern Lands has carried…” – The Saga of King Rolf Kraki, chapter 30       Have you ever dreamt of wielding a Viking sword with a...

As the patriarch of the clan he will not bow down to any nothing, who attempts to mauraud his village. He might look old with his silver beard, scarred face and furrowed brow, but his stark blue eyes are flinty and intimidating.The...

You admire the Viking Sword that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for you. For that, at least, you are grateful. Looking down upon...

KUERNBUT OR FOTBITR? Is your sword lucky, noble or bloodthirsty - or maybe even treacherous? It is, if it has inherited any skills or personality of previous owners or makers. Maybe it even also has a name like “Millstone-breaker” or...

Your  Celtic Leaf Sword  cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. They have learned too late that betraying a noble of...

HUNTING FOR HEADS If this sword could speak it would tell gruesome tales of the vast amounts of beheadings it has carried out in the hand of a warmongering Celtic tribal warrior. Heads of fallen foes that often were put on prominent...

Fend of Ragnar and his pet priest with a good poking.   You admire the Viking Spear that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for...

Your Scramasax cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. So much for supposed alliances. They have learned too late that...