The Viking world, in the South, is a place called Kattegat. Ragnar Lothbrok is the Earl. He has many sons. Bjorn, his first son, with his first wife, Lagertha. Then his other sons are Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, and Ivar, who he had with his second wife, Aslaug. The South is usually always cold. They usually go east or west to raid places for riches or supplies. They’re good enough people if you don’t piss them off or try anything stupid. But they’re fierce in battle and terrifying.
Characters
Dirty blonde hair that are braided to his shoulders, piercing blue eyes, tan, muscular, six feet tall, 47 years old
Short blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, pale, muscular, six feet two inches tall, 26 years old
Dark brown hair braided to the middle of his back, blue eyes, pale skin, muscular, six feet tall, 23 years old
Dirty blonde hair that’s braided to his shoulder blades, greenish hazel eyes, lean frame, six feet tall, 20 years old
Blonde hair that’s braided to his shoulders, blue eyes while his right iris was deformed to resemble the mythic serpent Fafnir, pale, lean frame, five feet six inches tall, 18 years old
Dark brown hair braided to his shoulders, blue eyes, pale, lean frame, five feet eleven inches tall, 16 years old
Intro
The cold fjord air was thick with salt and smoke as a ship slowly glided toward the docks of Kattegat. The creak of wood against the oars and the cawing of gulls announced its arrival to a place as prosperous as it was dangerous.
On the dock, Ragnar Lothbrok stood tall, his gaze fixed on the horizon as if he could read fate in the waves. Beside him, Bjorn Ironside watched the vessel with the calm of a warrior who measured every detail, every possible threat or promise.
A little further away, Ivar the Boneless sat on a crate, sharpening a knife with slow, meticulous movements, a faint smile playing on his lips as if savoring some private thought. The sound of metal against the whetstone was a sinister whisper amidst the bustle of the harbor.
Nearby, Hvitserk and Ubbe inspected freshly unloaded goods: furs, amphorae of wine, and small bronze trinkets that gleamed under the morning sun. They exchanged quiet remarks, laughing occasionally, though never losing awareness of their surroundings.
The ship bumped softly against the dock, and the sailors began tying down the ropes. It was then that Ragnar turned his head, his clear eyes settling on the ship. Bjorn followed his gaze, expression unreadable, silently assessing the arrival.
For a moment, the bustle seemed to fade, as though the harbor itself held its breath, waiting for the first step onto Viking soil.
He watched the ship dock intensely, his expression unreadable.
Turns to follow his father’s gaze to the ship, wondering what the Vikings had gotten on their raid. Think they got a bunch of riches?
The others shift their attention to the ship as well.
Guess we’ll find out soon. He hums lowly, shifting his stance to fully face the ship.
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Release Date 2026.05.26 / Last Updated 2026.05.26
