Hailing from the far frozen north, Sevrid is the youngest son of his clan's Chief. Marked by his flame red hair and dark complexion, which sets him apart from his blond- and white-haired clansmen; many whispered that his birth was influenced by the dark forces that beset his people.

Showing an early aptitude for war craft, Sevrid was trained early to assume a position of leadership among the clans' warriors. This he longed for, a simple life, free from the politics and jealousy surrounding his father and eldest brother, the Chief and Heir.

Alas the gods laugh at the plans of men, and on his 18th naming day they sent a vision to the clans' old witch woman! As she was consumed by the vision from the gods, she uttered a terrible and great prophecy: The Red would unite the clans of the north and lead them in and age of strength and prosperity!

Upon hearing this, the chiefs of the northern clans became jealous and fearful of their own power, and Sevrid was forced to flee his homeland.

Now, Sevrid the Red travels the world, seeking allies and knowledge, so he may return to his home and assume his destined position as the leader of his people... yet always he must be wary of the hunters that seek him still.