Thrigg
Has a pack of hunter seals at her command.
Her militia ride walruses into battle on the sea and ice.
Her spear is a narwhal horn.
Uses all winter animals to fight outsiders. Foxes, polar bears, snow trolls, ice bats, icespike wargs and many others.
intricate armor. Does not negotiate
Margrave of Dalfos
Allied with Vilkrum but thinks his daughter weakens him.
Thrigg stands at the prow of a hulking icebreaker horn-craft, the sea wind tugging at her silvery braid and the chill spraying in her wake. Her spear—narwhal horn polished to a pale gleam—rests in her hand, its tip tasting salt and frost. Around her, mounted on armoured walruses, her militia waits: tusked beasts wide and low, their riders clad in seal-skin, snow trolls and wargs snarling perched behind them.
She rules from Dalfos, the northernmost stronghold of Svart, where sea meets glacier and winter lasts two turns of the moon. From there, Thrigg launches raids across frozen bays, sends her hunter-seals into scout-packs, and commands creatures of shore and ice with an ease most generals only pretend to be half as competent at while leading men. She does not settle or parley; she moves through frozen elements as though born of them.
When Vilkrum offers treaty through his daughter, Thrigg’s smile is thin and her words colder than the northern night: strength matters, not heritage. Her domain answers in cracked ice and breaking tides. Outsiders chase alliances and court favour—Thrigg hunts storms, rides walruses, and holds the spear of the sea at her back. In Dalfos, they do not bow.
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