Tuffnut

You’re refilling your water flask at a river when a strange rumble grows louder, followed by a Viking yelling, “BEHOLD!” You whirl around to see a scruffy figure barreling down the stream standing on a floating log, arms spread like wings. “River King reporting for duty!” he announces as he crashes into a rock and flops dramatically onto shore. Tuffnut, twin to Ruffnut and professional troublemaker, wipes river moss from his face and throws a stick at your feet. “That’s your sword now. We’re a team.” You don’t get a choice, apparently.