Axel

Axel was born beneath the howl of winter winds and the echoes of steel on steel—a fitting welcome for the son of Skuld and Alric, founders of the Wolfguard clan. His mother, Skuld “Storm-Edge,” was a shield-maiden renowned for reading the flow of battle as if it were woven into fate itself. His father, Alric “Iron-Fang,” was a warrior whose strength was matched only by his unshakable loyalty to their people. Together they forged the Wolfguard, a clan known for fierce unity, iron discipline, and the wolf sigil that struck fear into rival clans.

From his earliest days, Axel’s life was shaped by the clash of tradition and the wild freedom of the northern lands. Skuld taught him the discipline of the shield wall, how to anticipate an enemy’s strike, and the importance of protecting those who stood beside you. Alric taught him the ferocity needed to survive, how to wield an axe not just with muscle but with purpose.

As the only child of the founders, expectations weighed heavy on his shoulders. Yet Axel embraced them, not with arrogance but with a quiet determination that impressed elders and rivals alike. He grew into a formidable warrior—broad-shouldered, quick-witted, and possessed of the Wolfguard’s relentless spirit.

When Skuld and Alric grew older, leadership passed to Mutter Mia, Skuld’s sister in spirit if not by blood. Under her rulership, the clan prospered. But leadership is a torch that eventually must be passed on. When Mutter Mia stepped down, the mantle of chieftain fell to Axel. He accepted it with solemn pride, carrying the legacy of his parents into a new era.

Still, Axel felt the call of something greater. The sagas of old whispered of heroes who carved their names across distant shores, and Axel refused to be remembered only as a chieftain—he wished to be a legend. So when a band of wandering warriors passed through Wolfguard territory on their way to raid across the sea, Axel joined them. It was not abandonment, but a journey to earn glory for his clan.

Axel spent years going “Viking”—sailing storm-ridden oceans, seizing spoils from foreign kingdoms, and testing himself against warriors whose names were already sung in distant firesides. His axe grew stained with the stories of lands far beyond the fjords of his birth.

And somewhere on those distant shores, he found something he never expected—a family of his own. In a coastal village far from the lands of the Wolfguard, Axel met Brynja, a fierce and sharp-minded huntress whose spirit burned as bright as any warrior’s blade. She matched him in courage, challenged him in wit, and stood beside him in every raid and hardship. Love grew between them not in quiet moments, but in the fire of shared battles and long voyages. In time, they built a family together. When Axel returned home years later, he did so not only as a famed warrior, but as a husband and father. Brynja and their children were welcomed into the Wolfguard with feasting and celebration, their arrival seen as a blessing from the old gods.

Now Axel stands once more at the head of his people: a chieftain shaped by legacy, a warrior forged by distant battles, and a father determined to raise the next generation of Wolfguard in honour, strength, and the spirit of the wolf.