My character for the Lands of Classic-Castle. As well as the back story, I put in a short story to get the feel of Hrunting's personality.
About this creation
Hrunting was raised in the Bull war party. His grandfather aspired to defeat the ruler of Garheim. In Hrunting's early teens, his grandfather's elite warriors were outnumbered and quashed by a Garheim Lord before they were able to conquer the province. As seen in this build. Now the last remnants of the Bull Elites are scattered throughout the kingdom taking odd jobs that employ frequent hand to hand combat. Bulls are regarded as mighty warriors, but with little capacity for organization or structure. Hrunting is no exception. Hrunting has set up in southern Garheim where he is compared to the mighty "Mammoth."
Hrunting watched the expedition approach. Four figures in hoods and single file. These weren't soldiers.
Hrunting: "Stand, Garhim!"
Earp: "Who are you to deny me passage?"
Hrunting: "Not one to whom you owe any allegiance. However, it is in your interest to not come farther up my mountain.
Earp:"Ah, but the interest of the person to whom we do serve lies on that mountain top.
Wallace: "And whether this mountain belongs to you is another matter entirely.
Hrunting: "Possession is enough in these parts and I protect my possessions from annoying little men.
Wallace:"Would you listen to that?"
Earp:"He has a bit of a temper doesn't he?"
Canon:"Shall we show him just how annoying three little men can be?
Earp:"There's only one of.."
Wealhetheow:"That's enough Canon. You too Earp."
Wealhetheow: "There is no reason to start a brawl. This man is the reason we are here."
Wallace:"Well, he doesn't look like much."
Canon:"How much extra protection can one man give?"
Earp:"And a scruffy fellow at that."
Earp:"We can do just as good without him."
Wealhetheow:"No you can't"
Wealhetheow: "If you are the warrior called 'Mammoth.'"
Hrunting: "I am."
Wealhetheow:"I am Mistress Holm. My trade route is in danger and I need a champion to guard my packmen. The officials have done nothing to stop the flow of bandits and vagabonds feeding off my line.
Your work at the Lenfald border was impressive."
Hrunting:"And it was impressively paid for."
Wealhetheow:"If your interest lies with mine, than come south to the village of Garholm. There will be gold enough."
Wealhetheow:"And come prepared!"
Wealhetheow:"Come boys, it is up to our 'Mammoth' to decide now."
Hrunting watched the retreating figures.