Deep within the forests, shrouded in an ever-present gloom, lies Malgor's Bane, a creature of legend and despair. . Its core is forged from pure evil, its every move a testament to destruction. It hunts its prey, scarring with its touch.

Many heroes have attempted to face Malgor's Bane, but none have ever survived. It is a legend that terrifies the very soul of those who speak its name. Even now, its influence lingers in the darkest corners of the world, a constant omen of the evil that lurks within.

Hrafnskrake's Wrath

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

• Ancient legends speak about a creature born of darkness, able of unleashing destruction with every beat that is|its|of its} wings.
• This very day, Hrafnskrake's cry rings out the skies, a chilling sign to those foolhardy enough to stand in its path.

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

Der eisernen Ragnarök

The unfolding Ragnarök of Iron is a legendary vision that speaks of a grim battle between the pantheon. A torrent of chaos will engulf Midgard, bringing about a downfall of the world.

Still, amidst this utterdestruction, there lies a glimpse of renewal. From the wreckage will rise a golden age, where justice will prevail.

Die Wikingers Feuer

In den dunklen Nächten des alten Europa, wo die Strömungen klingen, und das Mondlicht über die Felder fällt, versammelten sich die Wikinger. Ihr Mut war einzigartig, doch auch ihre Verstorbenen waren berührend. Eine der wichtigsten Rituale, das Totenfeuer, war ein sonderbares Ritual.

• Um das Feuer wurden die Gesänge der Verstorbenen erzählt, um ihre Lebengeist zu erwecken
• Gegenstände des verstorbenen wurden auf das Feuer gelegt, als Gaben an die Götter.
• Die Hitze sollte den Weg zum Valhalla leuchten und den Abwesenden in das Andere Welt begleiten.

Am Ende war die Frieden spürbar, doch immernoch war die Erinnerung des Verstorbenen stark und lebendig.

Fjördhrimnir's Chant

In forgotten times, when the cosmos was yet new, Fjördhrimnir, the mighty frost giant, forged a song of icy power. This chant, known as Fjördhrimnir's Chant, contained the essence of winter, capable of stopping time itself. Legend has it that when sung beneath a glacial sky, Fjördhrimnir's Chant could manifest blizzards of sheer ferocity.

• Rumors say the chant was lost with the passing of the frost giants.
• Others claim it is hidden within a solitary fortress, reachable only to those brave enough to confront its treacherous depths.

Visor från Dödens Hand

En skald från förbi landskap, besjunger dödlighet. En kall visa som sunges genom mörkret {ryggar. Dödshålets| Dödens stilla|ljus. Sann skaldabok tar dig på en färd genom dödens. En ord förmedlar mörkret {kraft.Där är den visarens|andstets uppgift.

De som tar till sig Skaldsangar av Döden upplever en öppen uppfattning på livet.