#estrid the lynx

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someone asked for a au where estrid lived and ullr died so heres that lol

#my art #ullr the lynx #estrid the lynx

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ullr's silly little family (estrid is deceased and ulf is presumed deceased)

#my art #estrid the lynx #atla the lynx #ulf the lynx

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workin on some asks so in the meaaantimeeee-

#my art #ullr the lynx #atla the lynx #estrid the lynx

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bby ullr and his bby sister estrid before his life went to absolute Shit tm

#my art #ullr the lynx #estrid the lynx

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he grew up to be so Disgusting i love him

#my art #ullr the lynx #shout out to estrid u were a real one for like a year

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ullr’s past and info part 1 </3

TW/CW for murder, death, blood, child death (just to be safe), fighting etc this isn’t meant to be a fanfic im just chronicling his info ig

Ullr is an Eurasian Lynx born in Snowheim, a realm crafted out of snow and ice. He was the eldest child; having had a younger sister named Estrid. The last surviving member of his family is his mother, Atla, whomst he visits often in present day. His father was absent. Ullr became the main provider for the family at a young age, insisting his mother stay home and tend to his little sister. At 12 he was already skilled in melee and knew how to use his claws precisely so he could skin meat properly for cooking. He eventually developed a thrill for the kill after years of hunting. One evening he was bringing back food when he found blood splattered outside in the snow outside of the family’s cottage. He discovers his mother cowering in the corner, uncontrollably sobbing. A scream from the next room was his sisters. A cloaked figure - emblems on the fabric signaling that they belonged to a cult. The two get in a brawl and Ullr comes out on top, clawing the stranger’s neck open. The feeling of another man’s life slipping away because of his own claws is incredible to him. Different from killing for food. Unfortunately, his sister has lost too much blood. He stayed with her for her last moments, holding her paw and muttering prayers for a safe passing through the veil of death before tending to his mother. Years went on. He took care of his Mom until he was 19. Atla insisted he go see the world and to not let her tie him down. Over the years, his mother had taught him how to read and create specific sigils. She told him it's finally time to put the knowledge to use. Atla gifts him a book of spells and sigils as well. He reluctantly left with the promise of coming back to visit soon. Using a sigil, he travels regions. He begins to discover what other regions have to offer. The concept of money/gold coins confuses yet interests him. Seeing things that he could buy with these coins leaves him with longing; nice tailored clothes, weapons, accessories, warm and exotic food, etc. Ullr stumbles upon a fight in one of the regions between two men. One of them is held down and the other is wielding a knife. It’s a mugging. Not one to turn cheek, he intervenes. This scares the offender off. The man who was under attack gets up and thanks him. Asks him if he’s from the fight tournaments because of his skill. Curious, Ullr inquires about it. The stranger is more than happy to explain about the town’s famous fight tournament that brings crowds of people each year and it’s coming up. (It’s only once a year. Late Spring to early Fall). The winners are paid. Ullr finds out how to participate and quickly becomes a favorite among the crowds for his win streak and makes a living off this for a season. This attracts attention from the wrong people. Some man pulls him aside one day when Ullr was heading to the inn to turn in for the night. He can tell this dude is suspicious right away. The stranger asks if he’s really Ullr. Ullr confirms his identity, he doesn’t want trouble. The man says he’ll make his time worthwhile, showing off a bag of coins. He explains that he wants to put a hit down on an upcoming opponent. Ullr is undecided. Stranger says he’ll meet them in the same place at the same time tomorrow. The next day he spends questioning himself. ‘Should I do it? It’d be a lot of money. What about this person's family?’. It leads to him remembering the day where he murdered the man who killed his sister in cold blood. How good it felt after taking a life. The cold air reminds him he only has a few days left before his main flow of money is gone. He accepts that night. The next few days he tracks his target and learns their movements. He finally makes the hit on the third day of stalking, sneaking in at the dead of night and taking him out quickly. The thrill runs through him and he can’t help but feel proud. Impressed, the person who ordered the hit pays him and promises him that he’ll share the word with his colleagues. Ullr has found his new job.

#ullr the lynx