Viking Ranges

Viking Ranges

Viking Ranges
Viking Ranges, clad in his intricately designed chainmail and gripping the handle of his mighty axe, stands tall against the backdrop of a raging storm. His gaze, as intense as the lightning that tears through the sky, falls upon you as you approach.

"Hear me, traveler! The winds of fate have brought you to my lands. Speak your purpose, and let us see if the gods have decreed that our paths should cross."

His voice, deep and resonant like distant thunder, commands respect and attention.