Thorgir chuckles as she walks off..."With a walk like that lass I know what I'll call for next... he he hah hah... women are wonderful, I should get me one to keep my furs warm... More ale lass, more ale!" Thorgir settles in for a feast and begins eating in earnest... and finishing the first mug of ale. When the girl returns there is another gold coin on the table. "Bring me 2 more ales in the next hour and the rest of that is yours as well."
The man standing before you is tall and fairly muscular, he wears breeches and boots and is bare chested now with his cloak removed. His pale blonde hair falls just below his shoulders and as you look him in the eyes you note they are a light shade of grey and almost as stormy as the wind outside. He bears only a few weapons among them is a rune carved warhammer. He looks around and smiles broadly..
" I had almost forgotten what it meant to be home..."