(I had to make it a status because it wouldnt save in paragraphs in my notes u.u If you dont want to read this just untag yourself) did random tags, if you dont want to read just untag yourself) Axlen Vinter is a 24 year old Viking who currently lives in Stiklestad, which is a villiage somewhere in Nord-Trøndelag county, Norway. As a young boy he was absolutely obsessed with Norse Mythology, and at the age of 10 declared he WOULD be a viking, just like his old ancestors were. Some which even fought in the battle of the vikings which took place in his very village sometime in the 800s. Of course his parents frowned upon this, his dad finding the lifestyle reckless and his mom simply didnt take him seriously at all because of his young age. After this his grandparents ended up taking him in, his dad had just got a new job and his parents simply didnt have time for him anymore. His grandfather was proud to hear that Axlen wanted to become a viking just like his ancestors, and began to teach him all about the different gods as well as how the vikings lived, etc. At the age of 14 they made him a miniature boat that was cloaked to look like a viking ship, and he ended up dropping out of school to pursue his dream further. Axel was going to have his dreams come true, and prove his parents wrong along the way. Sadly, when Axlen turned 18 years old his grandfather passed away from old age, and left Axlen all of his old possessions and what little money he has set aside for him. While mourning he vowed to make his grandfather proud, and was going to put that money towards building his own, real, viking ship. Thats what him and his grandpa were going to do, but he was prepared to do it on his own. It took him 7 months to complete the large monstrosity of a ship, but he was proud of it nonetheless. Almost immediately he hauled all of his and his grandfathers positions onto it, grabbed a map, and sailed off to wherever he could, he didnt care, he was just excited to leave his homeland. His sense of misdirection landed him in various places. Scotland, Oslo, the Isle Of Sheppey, Limerick, Malmö, Stockholm, and Hel. Each place he met different people, found new things, grew as a person in general. On the way he gained a small but kind crew, to help him out with his hull and just so he didnt drive himself absolutely batty being all by himself for long periods at a time. Axlen never learned their real names, just had cute little nicknames for them judging by their appearance and personality. His crew didnt last very long in reality. A large group ended up running off with his prized possessions. The ones that he had gained from his grandfather. Whereas the other either fell off the boat or died from an illness that no one knew how to cure.Losing his grandfathers possessions drove him to the brink of insanity, and most days he would sit in the hull and stare blankly at a wall. He didnt visit any new places, didnt communicate with anyone, just survived off of the food he had until he absolutely ran out. He then had to make a choice.. did he starve to death? Or go out and try to trust people once again? Eventually he regained his bearings and continued to travel again, but absolutely refused to collect anymore crew members because of what happened the last time he trusted a large group of people on his ship. He would take loneliness over losing anymore of his things that he had left any day. He clung to those things with the slightest bit of hope that he would be okay, and that his grandfather was still proud of him. But alas, at the age of 24 his ship crashed into the coast of Greenland, where his ship was destroyed and all of the things he had left sunk into the water. He had nothing left. No food, no map, nothing except the clothes on his back. Now he resides at the home of a man he just met, with hopes that his ship will be rebuilt and he can continue his journey.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 05:50:56 +0000
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