Noctisardor Bypass to storm or fire the world must fall

"Niklas? A god?" Hjalmar laughed softly and shook his large white crown, "No, Niklas was my father's name. My pack's tradition was to name children's last name after their father so before I was Stormfrost, I was Niklasson, son of Niklas." he said with a light smile on his lips. "Father gave me the honor of having my own last name, Stormfrost, when I fought one of his deadliest enemies, he said I was like a storm of ice, of frost, that I was deadly and fierce." Hjalmar grinned and shrugged, but inwardly at that time, he had been bursting with pride. Father never gave out compliments for fun.

"Just Stormfrost is fine. Or Hjalmar." the viking spoke.