Lokison comes from lands far from here. From the north and west he came. From a country where in summer the sun never leaves the sky and winter is a night without end. Where you can see the light of heaven just above the clouds.

He has wandered for so long he has all but forgotten the smell of those winter nights. He wanders because that is all he has. There is nothing in the North for him anymore. Not since that night. He can never atone for what he has done.

He lives by the blade now. The fearsome Ogre-Tooth. As light as a feather in his hands. Some say it was made by the smiths of the giants themselves, for no human could bear the cost in souls it has taken. It is steel as cold as ice, sharp as the cutting breeze. It is death and it is death that Lokison seeks. Only an honourable death in battle will do. Only then can he find his way to the halls of his people.

That is why he has wandered. From the lands of ice and pine, to where the mountains touch the sky. Across the plains of wind and horses and through cities of splendour. But here, on the shore of the land of the rising sun, at the eastern edge of the world, he hopes to find what he has longed for. Finally he may be able to find a sword strong enough to end his life...

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An SDL entry for OC battler competition.

Ivar is a highly competant warrior and with the help of ogretooth he has the potential to cut most people down to size. He has recently mastered the art of flashsteps. Capable of flinging ogretooth like giant shuriken, using flash steps to reclaim it.

Artistically, i'm not all that happy. I'll probably redo him quite a bit. But i want to enter him today or i'll probably end up being unranked. And he looks a bit like me. If I was really buff and muscled and tall and...

Edit: Completely new version. Apologies to anyone who may currently be drawing him. The older version can be found here [link]