Tall and muscular, with yellow hair hanging down to his shoulders and a bushy beard to match.
Having grown bored with raiding the southern lands in his youth, Bjorn has turned his attention to his own homeland for sport. He is a proud warrior, paying respects to Gorum as often as possible.
He originally joined The Party as hired muscle during a job, and decided his strange new companions were interesting enough that he’d tag along on their adventures. However, their antics quickly got on his nerves, and he left the so-called “milk drinkers” to clean up their own mess the night The Fox and Stag burned down.