nordengaard

Kingdom of Nordengaard. Jorah Stigandr would be walking along the main road in the Capital. He bore his usual white armor along with a sheathed sword attached to his hip. A long grey cape drawn down his back. His dark brown hair swept over his forehead from a cold wind that would snap...

Reda Sunshield's biography

OOC - To reiterate what I said in the chat. We've got a big group here and a long journey ahead of us. I challenge everyone to keep their posts short, to interact with as many of the other members in the thread as you can, and to spin any ideas for obstacles, challenges, or other side quests as...

Maude Hugi sat quietly in his home. The large but humble home that had once been lively and bustling with a family that he had stubbornly abandoned in search of something he had found here in the place of his people. That he had hoped to return in glory and joyous noise of success. Instead he...

Brenna considered the axe heading straight for her face with almost a detached curiosity. Her uncle would have berated her for letting her guard fall the way she had, and it had been a stupid mistake. A text book number one mistake: she had taken her eyes off her opponent. For someone who had no...

It was a cold day, even for Nordengaard. But in the forge of Erik Bright-hand, one sweated enough a shirt would be soaked while work was done, and frozen as you took a rest. Shirtless, as he was... Well, you ran a risk of spark-harm, but it was better than taking ill. Erik was doing just that...

A direct contrast to what was outside, the mead hall was full of warmth. There was no biting cold, heavy snowfall, and whipping winds to be felt. Instead, there was only a warm hearth, barrels of mead and ale, and a hall packed wall-to-wall with warm bodies. Gylfi didn't care for it at all...

"It's cold," Valthar stated. "It's always cold here. You'd forgotten that?" "I got used to walking in the heat of the south. Went from collapsing in the midday heat and crawling for shade to running through the worst of it. I didn't really think that would mean that home would feel so bitterly...

(This is open to anyone in a position of power in the Eretejva tundra) The message had gone out weeks ago, carried by Dea'roh that had lost their pigmentation, and held only unlife in them now. To the capital of Nordengaard however a raven with the same condition of unlife was sent. each had...

The long nights had arrived, leading the tundras into a realm of darkness that was both ethereal and damning. Beneath the light of a full, pale moon the snow-covered landscape gave off an other-worldly glow. Silver incandescence filled the common area of Withereach, interspersed with the warm...

Hugi Biographical information Birthplace Nordengaard Born Died Age 31(28 when made) Home Unknown Physical description...

Withereach, Nordengaard Southern Eretejva Tundra The morning immediately following He is No King of Mine “It just feels like so much.” The two were awakened perhaps far earlier than they intended, the people of Withereach having awoken collectively as the dockhand caught the oncoming ship in...

The night through the Frosthold peaks was as silent as she had ever imagined them to be. A sky of black, dappled by a hundred thousand stars and the gentle sway of the northern lights, fell in unbidden peace against a horizon of white as far as the eye could see. Under the moonlight it was...