Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190204233516/@comment-5543592-20190206175946

When Graicus entered the Jarl's longhouse he noticed immediately how empty it was. There was no guards, no housecarl, few servants. The throne was empty.

A middle-aged man, of average build and size for a nord, with reddish hair sat at a table on one side of the room, poring over a documents. He had worn, tired features, but there was a strength to them that bespoke of someone who dealt with crises often and made hard decisions frequently.

He looked up when the heavy wooden door slammed shut behind Graicus and then stood to greet him.

"Thank you for coming." He said, offering Graicus a tight, formal smile. "I'm Arvid.  Steward and de facto leader of this hold, until the Jarl returns."