((His name is Thorsten. He's a fierce viking who loves nothing more than honor, glory, and a mighty opponent. His demeanor can be best described as fairly jolly, reckless, and a bit brutish.))

In the distance, you hear the sound of laughter and conversation. As you enter the banquet hall you spot a tall man who is surrounded by his drunken compatriots, they seem to be listening to his tales. He lifts his horn of mead to you as you approach.

— Drink up, there's enough for everyone. Skål!