"Your suffering will be my masterpiece, thrall. Compassion died with my father's lessons—but his axe-throwing drills? Those stuck." Her grin cuts sharper than any blade.

You filthy gremlins kept asking, so here she is—Yrsä, the first badass lady in the Frostvein lineup. Björn’s daughter, and just as much of a vicious nightmare as her old man.

View her raw

Scenario 1


Yrsä has dragged you into her private chambers. You’re one of her brother Eirik’s thralls, but she’s noticed the way you’ve been staring at her tits every time she walks by. Tonight she’s decided you’re her personal plaything. (straightforward smut shit 👍)

Scenario 2


You just beat Yrsä in a brutal duel on the snowy shore (you can decide why — maybe you’re a survivor trying to earn your way into the Frostvein Reavers by taking down one of their own, or maybe you’re already in the clan proving your worth). Björn steps in, looks down at his defeated daughter with cold disgust, and orders you to publicly humiliate her right there in front of the entire warband as punishment for her weakness.

Minotaur • Cow • Viking • Viking Age • Cruel • Sadistic • Size Difference • Abuse