Human Male Ftr/Bbn
A Pathfinder character commission for Blake/Karui Kage
This fellow wears a famous breastplate from the Rise of the Rune Lords campaign. Not exactly alike but the most notorious detais do show
Also the great axe is a Large great axe, large as in one size category larger as a regular great axe.
Olaf Olafsson, the sixth of his name, is the last male scion of a line that was once known and feared in the Lands of the Linnorm Kings. His ancestor, Olaf Iron-Axe, led the most successful raiding expeditions along the western coast of Avistan in recent history. By the time he settled down to rule from Hangirrsted, he has amassed a fleet of 25 longships and was known as the Ice Pirate in the lands to the south. Even after retiring from raiding, he consolidated a number of smaller cities and towns under his banner, rivaled only by the ancient Blood-Eagle line in Kalsgard.
Of course, any rulership built on one person's leadership can never last, and Olaf's certainly did not. By the time the great warrior passed away, his son, Olaf Olafsson (the first of his name), had as yet been unable to best a Linnorm in combat and prove his worthiness to rule. It took less than a week for once loyal vassal lords to declare their own kingship, and the rule of Hangirrsted collapsed.
Since that time, Hangirrsted and the Olafsson line have faded from common memory. Olaf Olafsson (VI)'s father died in combat with a Linnorm when he (Olaf VI) was only 16, but not before passing onto him the drive to reclaim their once great heritage. Less than a year later, however, Ingrimundr the Unruly, lord of Bilt, ousted the young Olaf from what little power he held, and annexed the town of Hangirrsted to his growing city-state.
Olaf has wandered since then, finding employment various as a body- or caravan-guard. He came to Varisia through Riddleport, where he arrived as a porter and guard on a grain ship. He then joined up with a merchant train taking manufactured goods from the Gas Forges down to Magnimar and Korvosa. Along the way, he heard strange tales of the Shoanti, a rugged people who seem to share the same blood-rage as his own. While he had long assumed that all southern were soft like the merchants and pirates he had known thus far, perhaps one of these Cinderlanders could prove his equal?
Olaf still carries with him the great axe of his ancestor (called Rime's Edge), and still dreams of someday reclaiming his birthright, though he has no idea how. And, somewhere deep inside, he is afraid that he might not be worthy to hold the axe, that the line will end with him