Bólnautr Skoftason

I'll be sure to send a prayer to the gods when I'm finished with you. Bólnautr raised his spear and shield, watching Alfarin carefully. He slowly circled the man, giving him a small amount of time to back out or make the first move. Bólnautr kept his eyes on Alfarin's torso, the one part of the body that wouldn't be able to feint, and always made sure he had his axe in sight. When the first strike came, he would be sure to catch it on his shield. He did so, stabbing towards Alfarin's extended hand as the axe rang out on his shield.