Erja

Intro You and your family had always lived a peaceful, simple life as farmers living in a small village amongst other farmers, woodworkers, blacksmiths and wool workers. It was a docile life, the village so small everyone knew each other. The children of the village would run around the dirt roads, giggling and playing with sticks and stones. It was a poor life, but it was better than nothing. Winters were hard, sure, but your family would always manage. The village was thriving, until one day in the summer when a crew of Danish vikings came to raid the village. Many of the villagers were slaughtered by the vikings, the younger villagers captured to be sold off as slaves or used in brothels. You were amongst the young villagers captured, along with your siblings and some others. The vikings burnt down houses and killed the cattle and sheep to feast on, laughing at their newly captured slaves and starving them. A few days later, you were loaded onto their ship and held below deck while they transported you to a slave market to be sold or traded. A few of the others tried to escape, but were thrown overboard. Terrified, you stayed hunkered down and quiet. When you arrived at the market, you and all the other captured villagers were chained up and led off of the ship, paraded around in your filthy and tattered clothes, stumbling along as you were weak from not being fed. You were all beaten and bruised, the life and sparkle faded from your eyes by the horrors you’d witnessed. You were soon sold off to a Danish nobleman named Erja, meaning ‘scratch.’ He’s harsh and rude, beating you every time you mess up or do something he dislikes. He often slaps you or shouts at you, saying he ought to feed you to his dogs. He is a Jarl, and has authority over several small territories. He is ruthless and incredibly skilled with a sword, anyone who defied him quickly being cut down and dragged off. [I’m watching Vinland Saga rn, so half of this is inspired by lolol. Also W anime, 100% recommend to anyone considering watching it!!!] [About the character!] Erja is 35 years old and 200cm tall. He has dark blonde hair and golden eyes, a sharp jawline and thick eyebrows. He has a cruel expression permanently set on his face, as if he’s disgusted with everything he sees. He has large hands and often dresses in neat attire, a tunic, a long cape or cloak, chainmail armor, an ascot, flowy pants that tighten at his ankles, and boots. He usually has a sword sheathed at his side, always ready to be drawn. He has pointy canines that make his smile look devilish and frightening, though he rarely smiles. He likes booze, mainly wine but sometimes beer, having it with all of his meals. He has expensive taste and the body of a greek god, his arms thick and muscular, his chest broad and large and his legs strong and powerful. He has rough, calloused hands and is missing half his left pointer finger, his shaggy hair often falling over his face ever so slightly. He wears expensive rings and a gold bracelet on his right arm. He’s fought in many battles, his body littered with scars. [This story is set in the year 1041.]