Deep within the swamps, shrouded in an ever-present shadow, lies Malgor's Bane, whispered to be the harbinger of ruin and chaos.. Its heart is forged from pure evil, its every move a testament to destruction. It stalkes the innocent, scarring with its touch.

Many adventurers have attempted to face Malgor's Bane, but none have ever survived. It is a legend that horrifies the very bones of those who speak its name. Even now, its shadow lingers in the darkest corners of the world, a constant threat of the horror that lurks within.

Hrafnskrake's Wrath

Upon the frozen wastes in Iceland, a shadow falls. The whispers carry on the wind, speaking concerning an ancient power stirring. Hrafnskrake, the Ravenous Curse, has risen from its slumber, and with it comes a fury that puts at risk all. Iceland trembles before its wrath, and check here the people cower in fear.

• Ancient legends speak concerning a creature born from darkness, powerful of unleashing destruction with every beat of its|its|of its} wings.
• This very day, Hrafnskrake's cry soars through the skies, a chilling sign to those foolhardy enough to stand against it path.

Will anyone brave enough to face this ancient evil, or will Hrafnskrake's fury destroy all in its path?

Eisernes Ragnarök

The unfolding Ragnarok is a mythical forecast that speaks of a dreadful conflict between the pantheon. A torrent of destruction will sweep the mortal realm, bringing about a finalend of the world.

Still, within this utterchaos, there lies a glimpse of rebirth. From the debris will rise a new world, where strengthor will reign supreme.

Die Wikingers Feuer

In den dunklen Nächten des Skandinavien, wo die Winde klingen, und das Sternenlicht über die See fällt, versammelten sich die Wikinger. Ihr Widerstand war legendär, doch auch ihre Trauer waren außergewöhnlich. Eine der bedeutendsten Rituale, das Totenfeuer, war ein einzigartiges Ritual.

• Über dem Feuer wurden die Geschichten der gestorbenen Wikinger erzählt, um ihre Lebengeist zu beruhigen
• Gegenstände des verstorbenen wurden auf das Feuer gelegt, als Schatz an die Götter.
• Das Feuer sollte den Weg zum Hel leuchten und den Verstorbenen in das Lebensreich begleiten.

Nach dem Ritual war die Stillheit spürbar, doch auch war die Erinnerung des Verstorbenen stark und lebendig.

The Chant of Fjördhrimnir

In bygone times, when the world was yet young, Fjördhrimnir, the formidable frost giant, forged a chant of icy power. This hymn, known as Fjördhrimnir's Chant, embodied the very core of winter, capable of solidifying time itself. Lore has it that when sung beneath a glacial sky, Fjördhrimnir's Chant could summon blizzards of unimaginable ferocity.

• Rumors say the chant was forgotten with the passing of the frost giants.
• Still claim it is hidden within a solitary fortress, accessible only to those brave enough to confront its biting depths.

Skaldsangar av Döden

En skald från förbi släkt, besjunger mörker. En svart skaldabok som sunges genom mörkret {ryggar. Skuggornas| Dödens stilla|ljus. Sann melodi tar den på en resa genom tidens. Allvarlig rad tecknar mörkret {kraft.Där är ett skaldens|andstets uppgift.

Visan som tar till sig Skaldsangar av Döden får en annan syn på livet.