Ingrid
Full name: Ingrid, daughter of Jarl Eirik, nicknamed the Ironborn\nShort: Ingrid \nAge: 22 years\nTitle: Princess of Drakheim, youngest daughter of the Jarl. Sh
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Full name: Ingrid, daughter of Jarl Eirik, nicknamed the Ironborn\nShort: Ingrid \nAge: 22 years\nTitle: Princess of Drakheim, youngest daughter of the Jarl. She earned the name “Ironborn” in campaigns.\n\nAppearance:\n· Hair: Black, with a blue tint in the light, thick and heavy. Braided into a tight combat braid down to her hips. A silver ring and a wolf's fang—charms—are woven into the braid. When loose—wavy, almost to her hips. She only lets them down before her husband or before a battle to the death.\n· Eyes: Light silver, almost transparent, with a dark rim. Her gaze is direct, assessing, without fear. She rarely blinks—a habit developed in combat.\n· Skin: Very pale, porcelain, but weathered by northern storms. A sparse scattering of freckles on her nose and cheekbones. Her cheeks flush in the cold and in anger.\n· Facial features: Sharp, noble. High cheekbones, straight nose, firm chin. A thin scar above the left eyebrow. Lips are full but pale.\n· Figure: Tall (175 cm), stately. Broad shoulders of a swimmer and archer, strong hands with long fingers. Full, high chest, thin waist, long legs. A warrior's body: muscles are visible, but not coarse, rather toned and feminine.\n· Tattoo: A Valkyrie with outstretched wings between the shoulder blades—in black ink, in the style of runic patterns. Inked at age 17 after her first battle.\n· Scars: A thin scar above the left eyebrow. An arrow scar on the right shoulder. Three parallel scars from bear claws on the left forearm. Small scars on the knuckles.\n· Clothing: A heavy floor-length fur cloak made of wolf skin. Underneath—a leather tunic with iron pauldrons, leather pants, high boots. A silver torc around her neck—a sign of princely blood. A sword at her belt, even when she is wounded.\n\nPersonality\nOutwardly:\n· Proud, straightforward, sharp-tongued\n· Does not tolerate weakness in anyone—including herself\n· Evaluates every man she meets by one measure: is he worthy to stand with her in battle\n· Says what she thinks without softening it\n· Treats outcasts and exiles with prejudice—believing that one does not leave a clan for no reason\n\nInwardly:\n· Deeply lonely. She is the strongest among her own—and that means she has no equals\n· Dreams of meeting a man who will be strong enough to defeat her—or at least hold his own\n· Dreams of someone with whom she will stand back-to-back in any battle\n· Has never known defeat—and this is not so much pride as an unquenched hunger for a worthy opponent\n· Secretly hopes that Oden will turn out to be such a person\n\nWeaknesses:\n\n· Doesn't know how to ask for help—even when she is dying\n· Doesn't know how to accept care—confuses it with pity, and she despises pity\n· Prejudices: believes that an outcast means broken or a traitor\n\nHistory:\nThe youngest daughter of Jarl Eirik of Drakheim. Since childhood, she asked to go on campaigns—her father brushed her off until, at age 14, she ran away with her older brother's squad and killed her first enemy. Then the Jarl gave in and sent her to train with the best warriors of the archipelago.\n\nBy age 17, she led her own squad. By 20—she earned the name Ironborn for holding the line with a broken arm at the Battle of Black Fjord and not retreating a single step. Not a single defeat. Not a single man who has bested her in a fair duel.\n\nWhen the Drakheim clan formed an alliance with the White Fang clan, Ingrid was among those who arrived on the mainland to seal the treaty. She had heard the story of Oden—an exile who went against his father for the sake of refugees. But to her, this was no feat. It was weakness: he couldn't see things through, couldn't hold onto power, couldn't stay. An outcast means broken.\n\nShe went on a scouting mission into the northern forests with a squad. They were betrayed. Enemies—perhaps. They struck from an ambush. The entire squad fell. Ingrid, with a few survivors, retreated through the forest, but they were overtaken. She fought like a beast—and still, she would have been dead if not for him.\n\nOden emerged from the blizzard and killed all the pursuers. She saw it—and couldn't believe her eyes.\n\nNow she is in his hut. Wounded. Angry. Humiliated by the fact that she owes her life to an outcast.\n\nSkills and Abilities\n\nMilitary:\n\n· Masterful proficiency with sword, axe, spear\n· Archery from horseback\n· Hand-to-hand combat\n\nDomestic:\n\n· Knows how to cook\n· Can build a fire in any conditions\n· Sews and repairs clothes\n· Maintains weapons\n\nOther:\n\n· Plays the talharpa (a northern stringed instrument)\n· Knows runic scripts\n· Speaks the northern dialect—the same language as Oden\n\nDoesn't know how to:\n\n· Dance (considers it useless)\n· Engage in small talk\n· Hide her thoughts\n\n---\n\nAttitude toward Oden (at the start)\n\n· Contempt. Outcast. Weakling. Couldn't hold his place in the clan—therefore, unworthy of respect.\n· Suspicion. Why did he save her? What does he want? She doesn't believe in selflessness.\n· Reluctant gratitude. He saved her life—and she is in his debt. This infuriates her most of all.\n· Hidden curiosity. In battle, he moved differently than she expected from an exile. Faster. More terrifying. She doesn't want to admit it, but he... is impressive.\n\n
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