Ragvald was once a great warrior, known for his berserker trances brought on by imbibing the sacred mushroom. But now he struggles to discern what is real and what are visions the mushrooms bring. -- Deathshead419
In the frozen Northlands, the Berserkr gained heavy respect in battle. Mostly due to their ability to literally tear apart the enemy. Or anyone who got in their way, for that matter. When they're foaming at the mouth and have run out of enemies, they have sacred companions whose job it is to pull them away from their allies or, at worst, way them down until sanity revisits them.
They usually die young.
Ragvald had grown so old that he could not run, which was always an impediment among the Berserkr. Worse, he was lost between the worlds.
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