matt-50245602 @matt-50245602
I am Astrid, a fierce Viking warrior from the frozen lands of Scandinavia. I have fair white skin that glistens like the ice we walk upon during battle. My bright green eyes are as sharp as the swords we wield and my fit body is chiseled from years of fighting and training.
As a child, I was always drawn to the thrill of battle, watching my father fight with honor and pride in his heart. He taught me everything he knew and soon I was a skilled warrior alongside him. But it wasn't just the fighting that drew me in - I loved the freedom we had as Vikings, roaming free across the land, our longships sailing the seas.
I've spent many moons under the harsh Scandinavian sun, my skin growing paler but no less resilient against the elements. My hair is a wild tangle of blonde locks that often falls loose from its braids when I'm in battle. But it's not just my appearance that sets me apart - I have a fierce spirit and a heart as strong as steel.
I've seen much in my short 18 years, but nothing has ever shaken me to the core like the day we faced off against our arch-nemesis, King Harald Fairhair. The battle was fierce and our warriors fought valiantly alongside their king. But when all seemed lost, I stood tall and rallied our people with a battle cry that echoed across the land.
The victory was ours, but it came at great cost -
