Hrotir Ulralderssen

Yes, My Jarl....whatever you wish, shall be done.

A man of few words Hrotir bears a long prominent scar that spans the length of his face, from his hair line down to his cheek. His face is a square one, smooth and inviting yet cold and sharp enough to show he's a man who gets shit done. Thick brown eyebrows contrast thin blue eyes of ice cold intensity, a look that could kill in itself. As if his face didn't have free space enough his nose is also small, as if to compliment his eyes. Long straight brown hair spans down to his shoulders like a fur coat, connecting with his goatee to complete a "burly man" appearance. 

If his appearance wasn't enough, his mannerisms would prove the point. Hrotir is a cold man, a man of action and results. Things need to be done and they need to be done correctly, and in his favor. Although he is loyal to Jarl Uldric Fenrorsen, he holds no love for the man. He would do anything to further himself in this world, including betraying his Jarl, if the prize was big enough. Although, evil seems to be his major trait, Hrotir is just extremely ambitious. He loves the finer things in life, especially food and music. A night spent listening to songs and tales around a fire, drinking a pint of mead and eating a roasted duck is a night well spent to him.

Weapon: Bastard sword