Northern Fritjof
Northern Fritjof
"So, where's the army?"
Jarnik looked up from where he was leaning against a wagon. The man was a giant of a human, with thick, red hair that hung around his head and shoulders like a mane. His face was craggy, weathered, and a scar ran along his right cheek. But what stood out most about him were his eyes.
"So, where's the army?"
Jarnik looked up from where he was leaning against a wagon. The man was a giant of a human, with thick, red hair that hung around his head and shoulders like a mane. His face was craggy, weathered, and a scar ran along his right cheek. But what stood out most about him were his eyes.
Northern Fritjof by Fritjof#1fan October 20, 2024
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