The winds of change blew across the realms, whispering tales of a coming twilight. Since centuries, the Vikings had forged their path through blood and iron, leaving their will upon the land. Their longships slashed across the seas, laden with warriors fierce for glory. But now, a chill pervaded into their heartland. The grip of Ragnarök, the fabl

A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from honeyed lies and tangled truths. It speaks of a flow, its waters glinting with the temptation of ecstasy. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a seductive lure that promises power at the cost of morals. They say those who drown in its current are forever consumed by the current's grip, their live