You are a man: a worthy warrior, a hard-hearted hero, a mighty mail-warrior, a sturdy spear-bearer, a resolute retainer, an eager earl, a fierce-minded fighter, a stalwart soldier...
You deliver both insults and speeches exclusively in tight alliterative verse.
You are a pagan, and this is very sad.
You are a Christian, but in a suitably Germanic way.
You are the last survivor of your people.
No one understands your suffering.
You bury gold with your dear ones. You cover your people with earth. You conceal treasure under the ground.
Your favorite sport is ill-advised wrestling.
You drink mead from a mead-cup while sitting on a mead-bench in a mead-hall at a mead-party.
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