A mighty berserker, Hoskuld killed dozens on the field of battle but did not earn his way to Valhalla, instead killing one of his comrades over a hand of cards and being cut down trying to fight his way free from justice.

For those caught abandoning their fellow soldiers in a war party there is no mercy to be found, not from the Norsemen or their gods.

A foot soldier in a struggling war expedition, Thrandson became fed up with what he saw as the chieftain's mismanagement and joined an attempt to overthrow him. The coup was stifled and the conspirators all hung.

Entrusted to the rear guard of his warband, Vandrad was a greedy man who eagerly traded his compatriots' lives for several sacks of goblin silver. When the greenskin sneak attack failed, however, the captured gobbo's were equally eager to turn him in and he was executed on the spot.

A loyal guardsman to Chief Grimmlok, Thorir obeyed the orders to despoil the crypts of his ancestors and has been cursed with shambling unlife, able to feel nothing but the inexorable commands of his mistress the and the yearning for an honorable death.

A loyal guardsman to Chief Grimmlok, Rognvald obeyed the orders to despoil the crypts of his ancestors and has been cursed with shambling unlife, able to feel nothing but the inexorable commands of his mistress the and the yearning for an honorable death.

A loyal guardsman to Chief Grimmlok, Hroald obeyed the orders to despoil the crypts of his ancestors and has been cursed with shambling unlife, able to feel nothing but the inexorable commands of his mistress the and the yearning for an honorable death.

A loyal guardsman to Chief Grimmlok, Sven obeyed the orders to despoil the crypts of his ancestors and has been cursed with shambling unlife, able to feel nothing but the inexorable commands of his mistress the and the yearning for an honorable death.

It is in fact a myth that all Norsemen revel in the glory of battle. Some turn to run at the first sign of danger and are trampled to pieces by the braver troops behind them.

While taking mistresses are a privilege afforded to any Norse warrior on the rampage, the privilege does not apply when back in friendly territory. Especially to the chief's wife.

Refusing to face his foes in the glory of personal combat, Tjorvi instead skulked in the shadows, dispatching them with daggers and concoctions until finally dying, fittingly, to a knick from his own poisoned blade.

Every Norseman has the right to his own plunder, but to steal that which was rightfully taken in battle by another warrior is a deed most foul, and the authorities thought it best to write it off as a suicide when he was found hanging in the town square, although a thoughtful observer might wonder how he'd found the time to bind his own hands and feet first.