Deep within the glades, 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 malice, its every move a testament to destruction. It hunts the unwary, scarring with its touch.

Many adventurers have dared to face Malgor's Bane, but none have ever escaped. It is a legend that horrifies the very bones of those who hear its name. Even now, its shadow lingers in the darkest corners of the world, a constant omen of the darkness that lurks within.

Hrafnskrake's Rage

Upon the frozen wastes in Iceland, a shadow falls. The whispers travel on the wind, speaking about an ancient power stirring. Hrafnskrake, the Ravenous Curse, has risen from its slumber, and with it comes a fury that threatens all. The land trembles before its wrath, and the people cower in fear.

• Ancient legends speak of a creature born in darkness, powerful of unleashing destruction with every beat that is|its|of its} wings.
• Now, Hrafnskrake's cry echoes the skies, a chilling sign to those foolhardy enough to stand in its path.

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

Der eisernen Ragnarök

The unfolding Ragnarök of Iron is a ancient forecast that speaks of a terrible clash between the pantheon. A wave of destruction will overwhelm the mortal realm, bringing about a downfall of the world.

However, through this devastation, there lies a shadow of rebirth. From the wreckage will emerge a new world, where strengthor will reign supreme.

Die Wikingers Feuer

In den dunklen Nächten des Skandinavien, wo die Luftmassen klingen, und das Sternenlicht über die Landflächen fällt, versammelten sich die Wikinger. Ihr Widerstand war einzigartig, doch auch ihre Verstorbenen waren außergewöhnlich. Eine der eindrucksvollsten Rituale, das Feuer der Verstorbenen, war ein einzigartiges Ritual.

• Um das Feuer wurden die Lieder der Abwesenden erzählt, um ihre Lebengeist zu erwecken
• Werkzeuge des Verstorbenen wurden auf das Feuer gelegt, als Schatz an die Götter.
• Die Hitze sollte den Weg zum Jenseits leuchten und den gestorbenen Wikinger in das Lebensreich begleiten.

Am Ende war die Stillheit spürbar, doch auch war die Gedächtnis des verstorbenen stark und lebendig.

Fjördhrimnir's Dirge

In forgotten times, when the heavens was yet untouched, Fjördhrimnir, the formidable frost giant, created a chant of bitter power. This incantation, known as Fjördhrimnir's Chant, held the essence website of winter, capable of solidifying time itself. Story has it that when whispered beneath a icy sky, Fjördhrimnir's Chant could manifest blizzards of unimaginable ferocity.

• Whispers say the chant was lost with the fall of the frost giants.
• However claim it is hidden within a solitary fortress, accessible only to those brave enough to face its treacherous depths.

Skaldsangar av Döden

En skald från förbi värld, tecknar döden. En kall visa som sunges genom åldran {ryggar. Skuggornas| Dödens andning|ljus. Räddande melodi tar den på en vandring genom tidens. Varje ord förmedlar slumrets {kraft.Där är en skaldens|andstets tolkning.

Visan som hör Skaldsangar av Döden får en annan uppfattning på livet.