Which Ancient Warrior Are You?
Ever wondered what kind of warrior you'd have been in the past? A stoic Samurai? A ferocious Viking? Find out!
First things first. Who do you fight for?
Why do you fight?
What are your thoughts on armor?
And now to the fun part! What instruments of death do you typically prefer to have on you?
Do you carry a shield?
Do you typically go into combat on horseback?
During the course of a battle, you wound the enemy you're engaged with. What do you do next?
What do you hate the most?
How do you feel about suicide on the battlefield?
And finally, how would you most want to be remembered?
Congratulations! You're a Knight. Both noble and fearsome, you are known for your prowess as devastating cavalry. You're basically unbeatable by anybody who isn't a Knight, since your armor protects you so well. Of course, you aren't only a killing-machine. You're a minor noble pretty much, and probably even own some land with serfs to work it. It's a pretty good life if you don't mind the risk to your life every now and then.
Congratulations! You're a Samurai! Your devotion to duty and honor is unmatched, as is your skill with the blade. You live your life in service to your Daimyo and practice Bushido with every waking breath. However, all is not simply violence and rigid discipline. You are quite fond of calligraphy and poetry, seeing beauty in life wherever you look.
Congratulations! You are a Roman Legionary! You're pretty much the best soldier the ancient world has ever known. Not only are you trained to encounter anything the wild and savage enemies of the Roman Empire can throw at you, but you're also an expert at innovation. The very best ideas and innovations are you and your legion's to master and turn back on their originators in full force!
Congratulations! You're a Viking! Unmatched in ferocity and bravery, you're what keeps the soft-hearted dwellers of cities and monasteries awake at night. Precious few are brave enough to not scatter at the sight of your ship's prow on the shore's horizon, but those who are must be a welcome sight. You live and breathe to fight worthy foes. Either you are victorious and loot the town, or you go down fighting and spend eternity in paradise with Odin and Midgard's greatest warriors. It's a win-win situation, really.
Congratulations! You're a Foot Archer! Keen eye set upon the enemy, bowstring drawn back to the corner of your mouth, loose, and he drops! It's all quite simple for you. You're good with a bow and decided you should get paid for it. Others might look down on you as simply a mercenary, but you know better. You fight because it's a damned honest living, and you're a damned good shot.
Congratulations! You're a Horse Archer. Nomad, Child of the Steppe, an inescapable force of destruction! You are all of this and more. You've lived your entire life upon horseback and nobody but the members of your tribe can match your skill at riding and shooting the bow. You circle around the enemy, feather him with arrows and take or burn everything he held dear in life. You and your people are a force of nature. Not only have you toppled empires, you've built them as well! Civilization itself is no match for you.