This Viking was the chief of his family. His family looked up to him... Loved him... Followed him... Respected him...
As all wise men know, all it takes is one day... one fateful day for everything good to be taken away.
While this Viking was leading a few men on a hunt, a rival clan attacked his family. He returned to camp, only to find it utterly destroyed. The bodies of his family lay before him... lifeless. He fell to his knees in agony, only to hear the sound of an infant crying. He ran towards the sound and found his son... alive.
He caressed the boy like he never did before. He thought he lost everyone, but one was saved. He is determined to keep this one safe, no matter what challenge or demon or clan faces him.