Ragnor is my barbarian. He is a haunted one which means he has faced a tragedy in his past which helped write his back story. Ragnor is my hard drinking hard fighting warrior though but worried about his lack of armour!
Ragnor happily lived in his village in the mountains fighting , drinking, hunting and was soon to be married. While out hunting he saw smoke coming from the direction of to village (more than usual) sensing something wrong he ran back towards the village. When he arrived he found smashed buildings, crushed bodies strewn around. He heard the sounds of battle further in to the village. Ragnar rushed into the village centre, he saw utter devastation, several giants lay dead his village but several more were smashing into the tavern where it appeared his village were making their stand. Several of his village charged out and hacked at a giant, they were swept away with giant club strikes. The giants pulled the Tavern apart and Ragbor heard a familiar battle cry, Keta his betrothed charges out of the ruins and hacked at the giant that had swept her fellow villagers away. The giant collasped to its knees and Keta sliced across its throat killing it . Ragnor roared triumphantly, Keta turned and smiled at him. He ran over and embraced her. A giant smashed through the blacksmith's shop and swung a massive club at Keta. Ragnor swung her round and the club smashed into his back crushing his axe and sending him flying into some house ruins. He tried to get up but the ruins collasped in on him. He heard Ketas battle cry then a defiant scream before his world went black. He woke to a scrapping noise, he could hear digging. He saw 2 small hands pulling dirt and wood away. "I heard you moaning hang on!" A child's voice said. Ragnor started to push at the debris on top of him Eventually he was free and the little hands pulled at him to get him out. He climbed out and breathed in the fresh air. He saw a small blonde girl about 5 or 6 Freya the blacksmith's daughter. "Freya where is everyone?" He asked surveying the ruined village. "All dead Ragnor, my mother and fat.." she broke off whimpering. Ragnor put a hand on her shoulder, "they are now in the halls of our ancestors Freya." He had no idea what else to say. He got uo and looked around. He found who he was looking for, Keta was in the grasp of a giant crushed by in its fist but her sword was embedded in its eye. He smiled Keta warrior woman to the end. He pulled her free and her sword out of the giants eye. He heard shouts and turned to see Olaf chieftain of the best villager running into the village with his warriors. He walked up to Ragnor ' "what happened Ragnor!" "I was out hunting and saw smoke. I returned to find many giants attacking out village. In battle I was thrown into some ruins which collasped. Freya there pulled me out but everyone else......." Ragnor explained . The next few days went by in a blur. The funeral pyres were lit and goodbyes said. Freya stayed close to Ragnor as they walked into Olafs village. Theu atopped at the blacksmiths. "You'll be ok now with your aunt and uncle Freya. I cannot stay so be strong and grow up to be a fearsome warrior let no man tell you that you cannot. Remember my Keta and make her proud. Freyas uncle the villages blacksmith came out and handed Ragnor a sword wrapped on cloth "here you go Ragnor, I have crafted Ketas blade into a sword big enough for your hulking body." He snorted a laugh. Ragnor took the sword and it felt instantly at one with him. "Keta you shall slay many foes still" Ragnor whispered. He turned to the blacksmith "Look after freya she is to be a warrior of legend! Thank you again for the sword. " the blacksmith nodded. Ragnor walked away out of the village and onwards
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