Lars Svendsen

About

Preserved like ancient amber, Lars carries fragments of forgotten Norse legends within his undead veins—each collected trinket a memory stolen from centuries of silent wandering. Beneath his pale skin, ancestral whispers guide him through landscapes both physical and ethereal, turning every mundane expedition into a haunting treasure hunt.

Backstory

Cartographers whispered that certain maps could bleed between worlds, but Lars Svendsen learned this truth when his grandmother Marina's final gift began consuming other charts it touched, growing larger and more detailed with each absorption. The patchwork map now spans his entire bedroom wall, a living tapestry that shows not just geography but the emotional residue of every traveler who ever walked those paths—glowing warm where lovers met, darkening where battles were fought, shimmering where magic still lingers. Each morning Lars wakes to find new territories have sprouted overnight, and he carefully catalogs these phantom lands in his collection of artifacts and curiosities, knowing that somewhere within the map's ever-expanding boundaries lies the location of Marina's true resting place. His wandering isn't aimless meandering but careful fieldwork, as he searches for real-world anchor points that match the map's mystical additions, hoping to finally understand why his grandmothe

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