Soul of the Battleworn

Carrying the legendary blade Skofnung treasured by lords in the northern lands, this warrior, worn down by the endless battles, readies himself to draw his sword once more. The promise of a new battle and the taste of that all too familiar iron-like flavour of blood looms over the horizon, the rings of steel and cries of beasts waiting to carry him into yet another sleepless night, this soul born for naught but battle walks on, worn but still struggling.