Commission drawn for me by  ganassa No. 400


This character went through a lot of redesigns from a werewolf woman to a vampire/werewolf hybrid, but always keeping the Viking feel of her. And given that I decided on a hot orc girl to be included, an elf was only natural to include as well.
And since Zettra is from the north, then the direct opposite of that would be the tropics, so Alfhild is a Viking tropical elf.

Tropical elves differ a bit form their more commonly known cousin breeds (High elf, night elf, wood elf, blood elf, dark elf and on and on!). While they maintain their kinds typical traits of being tall, fair and graceful, they are also significantly physically tougher and stronger than other elves.
This is more a necessity because they can't make use of magic the same way as other elves. Bearing a striking similarity to dwarves, tropical elves make poor magi, given their natural high resilience, channeled and ambient energies not very effective or even fairly immune to such attacks, but prevents them from using the arcane.
This has driven them to rely on more scientific means such as the use of trinkets and wands and other items of power with scrollwork and runes to channel it for them, they favor CQC over other combat options.
They like swords and axe's over wands and arrows and Alfhild has always favored the axe.
Another part of the culture is matching the shade of their tan with that of their tattoos, it's a big deal to them to go from light to dark with sunbathing, their darkening shade covering up their tattoos and ever needing darker ink.



Alfhild Storm-Rider, tropical Viking (Norse for: Battle of elves)
Race: Tropical Elf, Isles of the southern sea
Sex: Woman
Age: 3,671
Height: 5'11"
Weight: Heavy
Measurements: 45I-24-40
Eyes: Azure
Hair: Ivory colored, and wild and a little spiky with black highlights on the ends of her hair
Weapon: Murder-surf, the great axe

Likes: The sea (It's a home to me as land is), My boat (My mobile home), Strong men (I like to squeeze man muscles), Sex (Who doesn't?), Beaches (My kind love beaches, we can live anywhere, but mostly the beach.), Tattoos (It don't look like it now, but I'm covered by them, my tan covers them.), Making babies (I'm a good breeding MILF.),

Dislikes: Clothes of any kind (Much to restraining), Staying inside on a nice day (Go outside!), Not having her axe (That's why my eyes twitch.),

Favorite sex position: Any!

Profile: Hailing form the typhoon islands and the official home of the tropical elves, comes Alfhild of the storm-rider clan.
She began her early life as any other tropical elf, a tide sailing raider.
Favoring the axe, she cut down cultists, demons and took part in successful pirate raids, hunted the great serpents of the sea and always bringing back a great bounty.
Many enemies mistook her near nudity and lack of armor as a weakness to be exploited, at least before their blades broke across her hard tropical elf skin before her axe clove their skulls at the teeth.

At the young age of 250 years, she met her first husband, another tropical elf and together they were born twins, and after they had grown and left on their own life's tragedy struck, and he was killed in battle.
And for 100 years she sailed alone on her long boat, she told those who questioned why, and she told them it was because it's what she loved to do, but in the back of her mind she knew she was lying and hoped she could find something to fill that lonely void.

Violence and sex sometimes go hand in hand and after an exhausting dungeon crawl, she could find the will to turn down the advances of her human partner at the time and after a night of satisfying sex, a weight lifted from her she had not realized had settled on her shoulders.
After that, along with any loot she could get as a sell sword, she would look for good sex on the way.

As a consequence of this lifestyle, she's mothered dozens and dozens of children in her lifetime and from many different members of races she's encountered. Humans, Orcs, other elves and others.

After a chance encounter with Rudy and his group (Crashing her long boat onto land and acting like it was intended.) she seen the chance and the potential to maybe, just maybe settle down.
And still adventure.