No Remorse-Son Of Odin
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FafrmHmG0DM

Stats:

Five foot one, brown hair, green eyes, modest bust, pointy ears, 561 years and counting.

Description:

Victarath is a fairly tall elf of slender stature and an at first glance quite stern bearing. With her large emerald eyes and equally oversized pointy ears, she might give the impression of a bunny rabbit with a delicious bubble butt and perky, pale breasts when in the buff.

Perhaps for this reason, she tends to wear a lot. When it isn't her warforged plate, battered and mended again countless times over, it would be a practical set of leathers. Among either choice in garment, she adorns herself with a vast amount of fetishes, be they a small miniature of the runehammer she wields at her hip, a slip of bloodsoaked bark about a chain on her neck or raven feathers entwined in dry ears of grain gathered at her left side, right next to a thick obsidian dagger or, in the end, countless others that seem to vary on a daily to weekly basis.

She favours sturdy seaman's boots as footwear outside of rites and, when travelling, carries her sparse belongings wrapped in a smelly, blood-soaked wolfspelt at the end of a sturdy oak staff.

As far as she herself is concerned, however, she seems to favour cleanliness next to godliness, going so far as to not let a single runic tattoo grace her hairless body.  The only markings upon her flesh seem to be the slender white trails of past scars, not even the touch of the gods able to heal the two crosslike punctures about her abdomen and the corresponding pair just opposite on her back, nor  the long, thin and wilted trail down her left arm.

Since the tribe she settled with had been scattered in the wind, Vic has returned to headhunting. She leaves many a blood eagle in her wake and has a variety of scalps and ears attached to her belt, from the small and half-pint over a surly dwarf's pride&joy to the distinct, telltale pale, pointy earlets of her own kind.

OOC:

The character's likes and dislikes have zilch to do with the players. Moods vary, though, and I reserve the right to fade to black when I'm just not up to something, or suffer time constraints, meaning, need to log and do something else.