Herewulf, a bowman of the East Geats :
Mother died early so we had to fend for ourselves. No sisters, so it was a rough farmstead after that. I am the youngest of four brothers and the tallest by at least a head – they take after their father right enough. When he died, there were only three of us left as Hygalac had followed the sea road years before. Farming was not for him. It was a poor enough farm when divided in two, so I took my share in goods instead and went West to make my own way. With a bow and some hard walking a man can hunt enough meat to live. My luck has held and now I can take my place in the shield-wall as well as skirmish. I like the outside better than the hall – you can usually find me splitting wood with my axe, or driving fence posts with a heavy hammer. When I get this dog trained we can go hunting together.