Another old friend, Lars, here, is both a living historical record and probably the most dangerous man I've ever met. His moniker, the Ice Blooded, comes from the fact that this man does not lose his icy calm. Ever. Trust me, the sort of cool calm from a man raised among Norse culture is a frighteningly effective combination... If he calls you a friend, this man has your back. If he calls you a foe, you have his attention. And if you see one of his rare smiles, you've been given a rare gift.