  
FAMOUS FATHER: I am one of the children of Dane Haakon Fists-of-Ice, Grand Jarl of the Sept of Mjolnir's Anvil in the Silkeborg Forest of Denmark, Legendary Elder Modi of the Fenrir, Alpha of the Dogs of War pack under Fenris himself, hero of saga and song and Silver Record alike. My father is famous among Fenrir as a champion on and king, and as a Danesson I often find great things are expected of me despite my relative youth and inexperience. I'm also often confused for my older brothers Elias and Jens, who are members of my father's pack whereas I am not and have never been. My father is a great man, and set the bar very high for achievement, the way great men do. My path is a different one, but still an honorable one, I hope.
COMMUNITY OUTREACH: I am an Asetro doghi; a priest of Tyr and a missionary performing community outreach for the disadvantaged and the bereaved. Doing this helps ease my own grief at the loss of my sister and my first pack, and fulfills my spiritual duty to bring clarity of heart and mind to those who need it.
STONECREEK: As one of the original Fenrir of Stonecreek, I stand with my brethren united as a force within the Sept of the Enduring Spirit through which the strength of Fenris flows for the greater good. All Fenrir in Prospect are welcome to join us here, and all of Gaia's own may seek our hospitality and aid if they be of honest heart.
THE GODSHOUSE: In Stonecreek I have built a spirit lodge to welcome the gods of this land, be they the ones we bring with us or the ones who waited for our coming. My godshouse is open to all Gaians who wish to meditate, offer tribute, or seek the wisdom of the gods.
DANESSON: I am but one of ten children of Dane Haakon Fists-of-Ice, and not even the only one in Prospect now that my sister Rook has joined me. I worry that Fenris will send more of my kin here, following in my footsteps, as where we go strangeness awaits.
THE FIRST PACK: Jan Volnitza Steals Odin's Eye and Peder Gepasst Broken String; the friends of my youth, as close as brothers from childhood onward. Clara Haakon Clarity of Ice, my twin and my eternal companion; the yardstick by which I measured everything in my life. We grew up together, we had our First Changes within a season of one another, we completed our Rite of Passage together, and we sought Ratatosk together to form The First Snow of Winter pack, with me as Alpha. We were going to be heroes together, but we were fools instead; we fell for a trap and my pack paid the price with their lives. My sister saved mine by pushing me off a snowbound cliff, and the last sight I had of her was her death at the hands of the Wyrm's monstrosities. I will never forget them, though few enough will remember them. Too many of Gaia's best hopes die young.
  
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