Basic Info
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Full name
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Einarr AuĂ°vinsson
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Full name, but in runes
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áááżááąáŤáá˘áŚá ááżáá˘áż
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Year of birth
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984, summer (specifically, sometime in SĂłlmĂĄnuĂ°ur) (claims July 9th)
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Age
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1034 winters old (turned at 24)
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Occult
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Vampire. It's quite difficult to hide.
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Bat form
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Ghost bat (macroderma gigas)
Profile
 | ABOUT Einarr, son of Auðvin. Literally a thousand year old undead viking. He is also quite the powerful vampire by now - his desire to travel the world and learning new things never really left him. It is possibly how he's managed to stay around for so long. Being undead is nice, actually. Over time, he has really been all over the place, all over the world; does the country have a coast? Oh, you can bet he's probably been there at some point. He has learned plenty of languages, made many, many mortal friends (most of whom have died from age or other causes) and discovered a lot about people in general. Normally, he lives in a ship, or a houseboat. He likes the flexibility of it! If something happens, he can just sail away, never to be seen again. There are so many other places to check out, after all. Often he stays  in a  place for several months to maybe years at a time, but never longer than a generation. Never long enough for the local mortals to notice he's not aging at all. His human disguise is only good for so much. Around his 7th century of age, he was a pirate captain, and somehow ended up raising a little orphaned kid who later came to be known as Bat. He hasn't really owned a land-bound house since the 1800s. Vampire slayers were a huge issue at the time, once he even had a close encounter with one, so he just doesn't dare anymore. Houseboats are highly preferred, anyway! At some point in the mid-1900s, he was a lighthouse keeper. At the end of it, his colleagues had all died from... mysterious causes. There were found bite marks on their necks. Funny, that. He recently returned to Norway sometime in the mid-2010s. |
| TURNING STORY It  was the summer of year 1008. He had finally gotten to go on a trip, which in this case included a stop somewhere around the north of Spain. The crew's intention was definitely to raid some castles, but Einarr was just happy to be here. This was a great chance to see more of the world. Exciting! Being quite fast and nimble, he was tasked to help out with breaking into the castles. He was he climbed the castle wall for the rest of them, knocked out a guard, opened the gates, and let everyone else have at it. But within all the raiding and ruckus, he got... distracted. There was this strange, overgrown hallway leading down to the crypts. It was.. beckoning him. Unbeknownst to him, this hallway was known by the locals to be extremely haunted. He had no clue. He went there anyway. Abandoned, overgrown spots were the coolest. Obviously he wanted to explore this. This part of the castle here appeared to be at least a couple centuries old already. Perhaps, he could find something interesting down there... Like maybe some birds nesting, some lost  jewellery, some skeletons, or... Well... He did find a vampire lord. A swordfight happened. They were matched quite evenly; wait, actually, Einarr was starting to get the upper hand. Recognizing this, the vampire decided to be like nah, screw it, I'm actually gonna use my fangs - then chomped down on his shoulder. Einarr swung his sword at his neck, beheading the vampire lord, but then he also got clawed really hard in return. So Einarr bled out. Died. Days later, he awakened. Wounds healed, skin paled, eyes red.... soon enough, he realized he was undead. He then found out that all his fellow viking crewmates had left without him, as they all thought he was dead dead. But no, there he was. Rather stuck in this castle, in a foreign country. Now what? For various reasons, he didn't make it back home for several decades... And by the time he finally did get home, his family was mostly gone. It was the 1030s, and Christianity had started to seep into the culture of his village quite a bit... which was alienating, to say the least. His father was gone. His mother was gone. Brother ĂĂłrulfr had fled to Iceland, while brother Haraldr was the only one who stayed behind. Einarr still had family here, but... something felt off. This did not feel like his home anymore. So he left. Continued travelling. He'd always wanted to do that, anyway. |  |
| BACKGROUND Obviously, he was raised in the Norse culture of old; somewhere along the Norwegian coast. It was a small village, located in a fjord. Heimavik, they called it. This place has been long abandoned since that time, but at the time, it was a cozy little community of about a hundred people or so. Mostly farmers and merchants. Tales from previous viking raids and various fantastic long-forgotten sagas were still going strong in their spoken culture, and they were all still fairly pagan as well. Believing in the old gods. Making blood sacrifices. You know, the normal stuff. His father Auðvin was quite the social man, as well. He was a friend to most of the villagers, as well as being on rather good terms with the jarl; the chief of the village. The social standing of the household was fairly decent. And then, we get to Einarr himself. Born in the 980s, he was the youngest kid, and the only child from Auðvin's second wife, Helga. However - Einarr wasn't yet known by his name. He wasn't even known as their son yet. They all thought he was the one daughter of the household, with a name that is so dead it didn't even survive to the modern day. He wasn't quite aware of who he was either, not until his teens anyway. That's when it finally clicked into place. The childhood dress modification, the overall out-of-place feeling with the seamstresses, the strangely intense enjoyment of "roleplaying" a boy character... Oh. The following jólablót was memorable for this reason. It was an annual celebration, and the whole village were gathered together in the great mead hall, about to enjoy a great feast. But... before the real celebrations started, Auðvin stood up, commanding the attention of everyone. He was pretty much the second in command, only below the jarl himself, so everyone better listen: He has a new son! He is already fifteen years old. Einarr. Here he is, you may already know him. And if anyone dares disrespecting him, they're gonna have to answer to his father's axe!! So of course. That went fairly alright. There were murmurs in the crowd about it obviously being Loki's doing, and so they proceeded with the regular celebrations as they'd usually go. Sacrificing a good animal, getting absolutely drunk on mead. Telling stories and singing and just overall having a good time. Einarr was then allowed to work on boats with the rest of the men. Though he wasn't particularly strong at all, he did gain some valuable knowledge about how to build this kind of stuff. When he wasn't trying to hammer together logs, he mostly dealt with the fancy carving details. They looked very nice. And when he was around 24, he finally got to travel far away. He'd always been curious about the rest of the world. You already know what happens next. |  |
As a note; The random details section somehow grew huge over time, and I wrote it long before I added the Background section. If there's some repeated information there, that's why.
RANDOM DETAILS:
- Mouth is pretty much always in some sort of V-shape, no matter the expression. nobody knows why
- actually we do know; he got it from his mother.Â
- Hair pops back to long length after a little while (or after shifting to bat form and back again). as in, back to its 'original state', as it was that long back when he turned. He does cut it these days, just as a part of his human-passing disguise, but sometimes he just can't be bothered. Might braid it instead, in various different ways.
- He does actually prefer it long, he just doesn't like the social connotations that come with it. So he cuts it himself, whenever he needs to go out in public. While the idea of it would feel rather humiliating back when he was mortal, It's not really that big of a deal for him anymore - it always grows back, much sooner than human hair does.
- His father's hair was just as long. His family was pretty much allowed to wear it long, all of them. They had some fairly good level of respect in their village. So of course Einarr kept it long too. It looks great, after all. He likes it long.
- Still mainly writes in runes, mostly for his own reference's sake.Â
- As a Norseman of the 10th century who lived in what is today known as Norway, he mainly uses the short-twig runes of the younger futhark.
- His village was lucky enough to have someone who could teach it.Â
- The long-branch runes are used for stone inscriptions. He can definitely read those too, but he doesn't really write with them as much.
- The elder futhark is a little strange to him, but he does understand some of that too.
- Has figured out how to read the latin alphabet by now; mostly out of necessity, but hasn't quite used it much himself. Might still be a little slow at reading.Â
- He still hasn't figured out how to write well in the latin alphabet, as he keeps mixing up T/D, K/G, B/P, F/V... these letters are just use the same runes.Â
- He COULD HAVE tried to learn the medieval runes when those became a thing, as they actually differentiate between all the sounds his language has, but he didn't bother at the time, and now it's probably too late.
- "What do you mean, I have to put dots in my glyphs now?? Nah, I'm good"Â
- Over centuries of writing with ink in his casual journals, he has developed his own unique cursive handwriting. Yes, out of runes. He is literally the only one who can read his own notes at this point.Â
- Historians would have an absolute field day trying to decipher his writing if they ever found these journals....Â
- Still mainly writes his journals in Norse. He's holding onto that habit. It's the one way he manages to keep his old language. That, and he still mostly thinks in it.
- He might still carve his name into small items he owns. Like nametags! Nobody really understands it anymore, so at this point it's mostly out of habit, honestly. Also because he wants to. Â
- It's quite nice to run your fingers over rune inscriptions. Why would he ever replace that sensation with markers?
- As a Norseman of the 10th century who lived in what is today known as Norway, he mainly uses the short-twig runes of the younger futhark.
- Will revert to speaking in total old norse when talking to himself, or to pets.Â
- Scandinavians would stand there in awe at the fact that they somehow understand a couple of these words. Icelanders would understand everything, but they'd also think his accent is rather funny and archaic.
- What's a curseword?? Ah, no, that's too simple, not impactful enough... No, a norseman like him would come up with entire sentences just to be mean to someone. That's just the way people rolled back in the old times!
- Make it into poetry for extra impact.Â
- "Vikings had rap battles" is actually quite historically accurate.
- Make it into poetry for extra impact.Â
- "Vampires cannot cross running water" pssshhht, no, tell that to the viking who's been sailing around the world for centuries on multiple different ships.
- This is definitely a one of those "vampire rules" which doesn't affect him at all. The sea is his HOME.Â
- Trans man! đłď¸ââ§ď¸
- Socially transitioned in his mortal life. He was like, 15? Most people were actually pretty okay with it, and his father was aggressively supportive of him.Â
- "If any of you ever DARE disrespecting my SON you're gonna have to go through ME"
- His father AuĂ°vin was a strong and very intimidating viking man, so that helped.Â
- Obviously, HRT did not exist in the viking age at all. People were aware that physical transition was not a thing that was even remotely possible. And gender was an odd subject at the time anyway. Transitioning was about as easy as going by a different name and wearing different clothes matching your correct gender, so it probably wasn't actually seen as a big deal. Even cis people would do it to simply fill the social role of the other gender, while others, like Einarr, actually felt far more comfortable this way, and would never even dream of changing back.Â
- To combat chest dysphoria, he wore at least two layers of wool at all times. One was the tunic, another was a small cloak. Wool is such a nice, thick material! And so common at the time too! Who needs a binder?
- "If any of you ever DARE disrespecting my SON you're gonna have to go through ME"
- Einarr's physical transition only happened when he became a vampire!Â
- He slowly started changing physically over the next few years. He even grew slightly taller. The voice dropped by a lot too. It was great.
- Anyway, if you're gonna be stuck in an immortal body forever, it might as well be a body you're comfortable with! Vampirism does take that into account. Mostly because these vampires are kept alive by dark magic, and subconscious shapeshifting is a thing that happens here. It has its limits, though. One limit being that the chest did not actually instantly change upon turning.Â
- He did, however, realize it might be possible to do without accidentally dying now. Knowing this, he started to get impatient, and... he had a sword. He had the vampiric hardiness and super-healing. And his sire survived a total beheading, so surely Einarr could survive a top surgery. Right?
- It went... alright! The nipples may be gone, but it sure is flat now. As it should be. He loves it.
- He would be able to grow a beard these days, if only he waited long enough and didn't shift to bat too often (that resets the form), but at this point, he doesn't really care.Â
- Thankfully, this is not really a major source of dysphoria for him... only a source of disappointment. But he's made peace with it. Just knowing that it's a thing he can grow now if he wants to is good enough for him.
- It only gets annoying to him when every viking man that is ever depicted in media is a big, burly, and hairy cis man with a full beard. Then again, they also often had horned helmets for a while, so...Â
- Still... THAT is the image his people is getting represented by these days?? Come on. How did that happen? Oh, so it's just because of some random German opera a couple hundred years ago??? WHY
- It only gets annoying to him when every viking man that is ever depicted in media is a big, burly, and hairy cis man with a full beard. Then again, they also often had horned helmets for a while, so...Â
- Thankfully, this is not really a major source of dysphoria for him... only a source of disappointment. But he's made peace with it. Just knowing that it's a thing he can grow now if he wants to is good enough for him.
- Socially transitioned in his mortal life. He was like, 15? Most people were actually pretty okay with it, and his father was aggressively supportive of him.Â
- Aromantic asexual.Â
- Literally never cared enough to seek out a romantic relationship in his entire long life of a thousand years, and mostly figured everyone else was in on a weird inside joke for a while. Really, what's the big deal?
- Wait, people actually feel attracted to others?
- There's a term for my lack of Feelings towards people?Â
- Literally never cared enough to seek out a romantic relationship in his entire long life of a thousand years, and mostly figured everyone else was in on a weird inside joke for a while. Really, what's the big deal?
- He's able to sew. Â
- Might have had this huge, long quilt he had been working on for centuries?? Unless he lost it in a fire... probably lost it in a fire. Nothing is permanent, kids.Â
- He usually sews his clothing by hand... Sewing machines are for lazy mortals who are understandably in a hurry due to their short lives. Gosh, imagine only getting to live less than a hundred years. He could never.
- He also learned how to knit at some point! He's gotten pretty good at it.Â
- Sewing is one of the few skills he has kept since his mortal life... before he came out, the job he was given was to make clothing for the little community he lived in.Â
- He's actually pretty good at it.
- While he does usually avoid killing innocent people these days, he is definitely not opposed to murder. Would kill for revenge. It's fine. Terrible awful shit people are more useful when they're dead. (at least then they can be food)
- May have had an edgier phase in his 700s... Unfortunately, this was also when he raised Bat. He has mellowed down a lot since then.Â
- These days, while he's out at sea, he normally drinks fish blood. Or seagull blood. It's better than nothing, right?
- He has a drinking horn for this, and it's fairly frequently used.
- He can also build boats, but this is a skillset he doesn't get to use all that often.Â
- Currently, he lives in a small houseboat of his own design! Obviously inspired by his old culture.
- Complete with intricate woodcarvings all by himself.
- Definitely wished it was enchanted in a way so he could magically fold it up and stuff it in his pocket when not in use, but the wizard he talked to did not know that spell.Â
- Instead, it's enchanted to appear invisible from a distance.
- May have gone to university a couple of times.Â
- Has a history degree! Or several. It may be a special interest.Â
- Now legally qualified to teach about the viking age.Â
- It has been SO HARD to not just blurt out the truth about everything he knows. He really has to bullshit the sources.Â
- Can't just let mortal people know he's an actual immortal who has literally been around for ten centuries!
- He might get really into reading and editing Wikipedia for this reason. Morten helps him set up a VPN, just  so he can be anonymous.
- Unfortunately, many of his edits get taken down, because he's unable to provide acceptable sources. It's all first-hand accounts, especially the things mortals are way too young to remember. So his edits are all dismissed as trolling, even though they're 100% true.Â
- After all, why would he lie about this? He's not a huge fan of lying. He's already been lying too much in real life just to survive and keep mortals from getting too nosy about his past, why should he have to lie online too?Â
- He is, unfortunately, not the best at spelling things. Sometimes the grammar and word order is a bit strange. Definitely comes off as trolling. Sorry, he's just a vampire, he can't help it.Â
- While he normally makes an effort to learn the language of whatever country he's currently living in, he's been quite a bit lazier about it with the Scandinavian ones, particularly Norwegian in this case.Â
- These mortals simply speak a dumbed down version of his own language! He's aware that they don't quite understand Icelandic as well as they understand Danish and Swedish, but still, perhaps, he can get away with some of it...Â
- It sounds like a weird mix of Nynorsk and Old Norse.Â
- Also, Norwegian just has a lot of dialects. Norwegians are used to hearing other Norwegians who don't speak words exactly like themselves. It's fine.Â
- His weird sprinklings of Old Norse words into sentences? "Ah yeah, that's just a regional difference, I come from a small isolated village, you won't find it on the map. Don't worry about it."Â
- And if he slips up, uses words that Norwegians don't understand, he excuses himself and claims it's just a dialect word you haven't heard.
- A totally archaic dialect that later evolved into the modern Scandinavian languages through generations upon generations of mortal speakers, but they don't need to know that. No mortal is ready to know that.
- His thick accent includes the trilled Rs, old letters like Ă and Ă, and emphasis on the first syllables... someone might assume he's from Iceland. He excuses this by saying he does have family there, which isn't exactly wrong, as his brother actually did move there about a thousand years ago.Â
- He has... a vague idea of where his brother's direct paternal bloodline went. Sometimes he comes back and visits them.. like once a generation or two. At least Iceland has been keeping records.Â
- In more official settings, where he's supposed to be understood, like at work, he'll try his best to keep himself to speaking nynorsk; generalized western modern norwegian, basically.
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