Tyr

Stepping off the ragged longship, its hull battered by battle and the sea, Tyr watched as the few dozen ships that had survived the journey north dug into the beaches of the sand and he ran his fingers through his son Eriks hair and smiled. To a lesser man, the loss of over half his people and their wolves at sea would be a crushing loss, but never to Tyr, whose vision was always turned towards the future, to the land they would once day make their own.

Ethnicity

Fenrikans

Year of Birth

5392

Circumstances of Death

Fell in battle against the defenders of Jing

Eyes

Icy Blue

Hair

Long, shaggy, grey/white hair

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale White

Height

6'5

Weight

250