Nolgr Magnusson

Chief Nolgr Magnusson of the Völgr is effectively the leader of all Thrull, though the power he wields requires a defter hand and is less absolute than many observers of the bloody politics of Valika might guess. As the chief of the Völgr clan, Nolgr is the war leader of his people, personally leading raids against lesser clans, the lands of Kandar, and the peoples of the south for nearly three decades. As Keeper of the Three Tribes, he has been invested by the Prismatic Circle with an extra level of authority over Clan Rune and Clan Sýr, at least ceremonially. And Nolgr is a master of ceremony, and a leader whose charisma and personal magnetism have proved nearly as deadly as his axe hand.

Blood and Birthright.

Nolgr is descended from a line of clan chiefs, and wears his patronymic like a badge of honor. His father, Magnus Roäldson, was a legendary reaver who vastly expanded the range of Thrull’s raids into the south- lands. Over a long series of summer campaigns, Magnus’s longboats attacked not only The Charneault Kingdom, but first pushed up the great rivers of that land, laying claim to the bounty of its fertile fields. When his father died in a drunken longhouse brawl, Nolgr killed his older sister Friyda and drove his five-year-old brother Karas into exile in Kandar as he secured his claim to the chief’s role.

Defender of the Faith.

Nolgr has a close relationship to Hjadana, the Grand Druid of The Prismatic Circle, and proudly acknowledges that this relationship is the foundation of his power in Thrull. When the seas close for winter and the Völgr raids are done, he returns to Tyburn, splitting his time in the dark months between the clan’s high longhouse and the Hollow Hill that is the sanctum of Hjadana and the druids of the circle. Rumors swirl constantly that one or more of Hjadana’s five children have been fathered by Nolgr, but neither has made paternity claims.

Furious Future.

Though nearing fifty, Nolgr Magnusson retains all the strength and passion of his youth, at least to outward appearances. He towers nearly seven feet tall, his face and arms an unbroken field of tattoos and weathered scars, and his hair is worn long and unbraided. Through drawing near to the age that his grandfather Roäld was when he stepped down as clan chief with honor to make way for Nolgr’s father, the chief shows no interest in anything but a continued life dedicated to blood, battle, and loot.
The Völgr warriors who raid with him sing his praises in the longhouses of Tyburn throughout the winter dark, and laud his name when shouting of the power of Thrull spreading ever farther across Etharis. But when their chief and his chosen captains are at a safe distance, those same warriors whisper that Nolgr does not strike as fearsome a presence on the raiding fields as he once did. More than once in the last three years, the clan chief has suffered injuries from blows that would never have landed even a few years before, and a number of Prismatic Circle warrior-druids now fight close to his side at all times in case their healing powers are needed.