Malgor's Bane
Deep within the forests, shrouded in an ever-present gloom, lies Malgor's Bane, whispered to be the harbinger of ruin and chaos.. Its core is forged from pure hatred, its every move a testament to destruction. It prowls the innocent, sowing chaos wherever it goes. get more info
Many brave souls have attempted to face Malgor's Bane, but none have ever survived. It is a legend that terrifies the very heart of those who hear its name. Even now, its presence lingers in the darkest corners of the world, a constant omen of the evil that lurks within.
Hrafnskrake's Rage
Upon the frozen wastes across Iceland, a shadow falls. The whispers carry on the wind, speaking concerning an ancient power rising. Hrafnskrake, the Ravenous Curse, has risen from its slumber, and with it comes a fury that endangers all. The land trembles before its wrath, and the people cower in fear.
- Folklore tales speak about a creature born from darkness, powerful of unleashing destruction with every beat of its|its|of its} wings.
- As we speak, Hrafnskrake's cry rings out the skies, a chilling sign to those foolhardy enough to stand against it path.
Can anyone brave enough to confront this ancient evil, or will Hrafnskrake's fury consume all that stands before it path?
Der eisernen Ragnarök
The unfolding Ragnarok is a legendary forecast that speaks of a dreadful clash between the deities. A tide of destruction will sweep the mortal realm, bringing about a apocalypse of the world.
Still, through this ruin, there lies a shadow of transformation. From the ashes will emerge a new world, where strengthand will reign supreme.
Die Wikingers Feuer
In den dunklen Nächten des Skandinavien, wo die Strömungen klingen, und das Mondlicht über die Landflächen fällt, versammelten sich die Wikinger. Ihr Kampfgeist war legendär, doch auch ihre Abschiedskulte waren berührend. Eine der wichtigsten Rituale, das Feuer der Verstorbenen, war ein geheimnisvolles Ritual.
- Über dem Feuer wurden die Lieder der Verstorbenen erzählt, um ihre Geister zu beruhigen
- Werkzeuge des Verstorbenen wurden auf das Feuer gelegt, als Gaben an die Götter.
- Die Hitze sollte den Weg zum Hel leuchten und den Verstorbenen in das Andere Welt begleiten.
Nach dem Ritual war die Frieden spürbar, doch auch war die Erinnerung des verstorbenen stark und lebendig.
The Chant of Fjördhrimnir
In ancient times, when the cosmos was yet new, Fjördhrimnir, the mighty frost giant, created a song of icy power. This incantation, known as Fjördhrimnir's Chant, embodied the essence of winter, capable of stopping time itself. Lore has it that when whispered beneath a frost-covered sky, Fjördhrimnir's Chant could summon blizzards of sheer ferocity.
- Whispers say the chant was forgotten with the passing of the frost giants.
- However claim it is hidden within a isolated fortress, obtainable only to those brave enough to face its biting depths.
Visor från Dödens Hand
En skald från gamla landskap, berättar om mörker. En kall skaldabok som sunges genom tidens {ryggar. Skuggornas| Dödens röst|ljus. Sann skaldabok tar oss på en resa genom tidens. Varje rad förmedlar dödens {kraft.Det är en visarens|andstets uppgift.
Visan som hör Skaldsangar av Döden får en ny syn på tidens.