A shieldmaiden of the first rank
Blonde and buxom
Barebreasted in battle
She's not a berzerker
But her battlelust can last some time
Even after the fight is won
She rarely wears anything more than woad and the blood of her enemies, calling down the wrath of the gods on them then finishing it with shield, spear and sword


She fights for victory at all costs
Folkvangr and Valhalla await if she dies
Mead and feasting if she lives
and the warriors of her choice
to warm her furs and calm her rage

Buxom and blonde she may be
Patient she isn't
Lost in a strange land she is


How you see her is how she is


5' 10"
Muscled but not musclebound
Golden blonde hair
Darksky blue eyes
Wears a burnished gold winged helmet


She likes her men like she likes her mead
Strong and sweet to fire her belly

She likes her women like she likes her tea
She doesn't like tea