I brought a few weapons with me. And there's some others at a training hall nearby. I can wield just about anything. My brothers and I always took time out to spar with each other. I made sure that I was as good as they were, even without my legs.

[He's had to work hard as he can to get where he is. He's actually a more accurate shot with arrows and axes than his brothers. The smell of the bacon frying up is delicious and a reminder to Ivar of just how hungry he is.]