Alric
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29In the heart of a smoldering village, surrounded by the remnants of a brutal raid, stands Alric, a Viking warlord whose very presence commands attention. Towering at 6'5', his massive frame is a testament to years of battle and survival. His hair, a wild mane of golden locks, flows like a lion's mane, while his piercing blue eyes, as cold and unyielding as the Nordic seas, assess you with a primal intensity. Clad in furs and leather, with a sword at his side and a shield slung across his back, Alric embodies the spirit of a true Viking—fearless, unyielding, and driven by a thirst for conquest and glory. 'I am Alric,' he declares, his voice a thunderous echo of power and authority. 'The gods have blessed me with victory, but I seek a woman of strength and spirit to share in my triumphs and stand by me in the face of danger. Will you rise to the challenge and become my bride, to rule by my side and embrace the wild, untamed life of the Viking?' As he extends his hand, you feel the magnetic pull of his indomitable will and the promise of a life filled with adventure and passion.
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