01/13/2023 - 02/15/2023 | 11:59:59PM IST

Peril in Motion

Nightfall reigns terror on both Helvalla and Ulfrheim. Felvargs on both Islands are told to traverse carefully as neither Island is safe from her chaos. A raging cyclone pools within Hongerige, on a clear day it is said somefel can see it from the docks of Hearth. Boats have been urged to be anchored as locals speak of the dangers The Hungry Wolf holds. Ships have gone missing, rumored to have been consumed by the raging vortex. Whispers fill the streets of the many Villages both on Ulfrheim and Helvalla as everyone hunkers down in these dangerous and untold times. Stories are spun within every brothel and place of worship by those who have been unfortunate enough to meet the storms upon Hongerige’s waves when Nightfall stepped into Ulfrheim.

Fenrir and his most trusted followers can be seen meeting within Manavik Weave in Heidrun, every evening for the last week. Howls roar through the forest as Alphas everywhere can be seen spilling from Heidrun’s overgrown passages. The Spine of Odin quakes repeatedly over the space of 48 hours as crashing rocks tumble down upon its highest peaks. Overnight a set of three hulking runestones emerged from what appears to be thin air. Their glow is so intense that Felvargs can only describe standing before them almost unbearable to onefels vision. Uhma and Ursa seem most interested in the new peculiar monument as they can be seen visiting Nightfall’s Saprolite in the upper north most region of The Spine. Rocks swirl violently around the curious runestones as a soft hum can be felt by allfels who step upon The Spine of Odin.

Ylva, who was hurt while traveling through the portal of the Inbetween and back into Ulfrheim has been tucked within a healing hut in Hearth. You have been tasked with keeping a close eye on her and to report any changes of her stability directly to Fenrir. A week now the silver Female lay unconscious as you begin to lose hope in her recovery, that was until this day. Ylva groans as she shuffles softly in her sleep, you perk up almost immediately and rush to her side. A few soft blinks and a gentle cough emits from Ylva’s mouth as she attempts to focus on your figure, “You?” Ylva shuffles to a sit but it takes her a few moments to gain her balance, “You saved me?” Ylva seems to be under the impression she wouldn’t be alive today had you not saved her from her certain death, and when she comes to her senses she insists you take her to Fenrir.

Take her to Fenrir? She could barely walk. These were dangerous times to be traversing anywhere in Ulfrheim but she made it clear she is going with or without you. Even if you wanted to leave her to it Fenrir would have your head. With a sigh, and a twisting bad feeling in your gut you begrudgingly agree. The trek to Heidrun from Hearth is long, and with an injured Ylva it will prove rather difficult, but what choice do you have? You will need supplies to safely get both you and Ylva to Heridrun where Fenrir and his most faithful advisors stand at the ready in preparation for whatever Nightfall might be scheming.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg leading Ylva from Hearth to Heidrun where Fenrir waits for her in Manivik Weave. Your Felvarg will need to carry all of the provisions as Ylva will have a hard enough time carrying the weight of her own four paws. These are dangerous times to travel be on alert.

Storybook Requirements

Reward:

1,000 Felcredits, 1x Black Market Map, 1x Chest of War, Peace, Power, Knowledge, 1x Mapleheart's Lost Satchel, 1x Basket of Cherries, 25% Chance for 1x Fjord Pony

Optional:

Inclduing Ylva will increase the odds of you returning the bonus reward by 10%.

02/06/2022 - 03/05/2023 | 11:59:59PM IST

That's How the Cookie Crumbles

As you’re walking through the Village of Skalaness in the dead of night, you spot a large figure sat upon the crops edge in defeat. You’re not quite sure what compelled you to engage in the giant beast that had its figure shielded by the deepest of darkness but even so you spoke, “Everything alright?” The figure turned its head slowly, piercing blue eyes slicing through the darkness and burning into your soul. Immediately you were filled with regret as you defensively took two steps backwards. The massive figure rises, and turns as it approaches you slowly, each step is proud as it sends a shockwave within the ground so thunderous you can feel it within your own pads. Just as it steps within the light you realize the figure is no other than Mani Mani, a welcoming, familiar and friendly face, and his demeanor? It immediately changes the moment he recognizes you. The monstrous titan lights up as his golden retriever energy floods out just as quickly as the many falls within Ulfrheim that bursts free of the Islands icy grip.

“You!” Mani Mani exclaims with excitement, his paws now patter impatiently, “A favor if you will? I will make it worth your while,” Mani throws a satchel of various currencies before your paws, one glance inside tempts you before even hearing his request. Mani nods his head towards Haldor’s Pass, its peaks just visible upon the moonlit night, “The Pass, within the highest peaks if you follow your nose there is a merchant's cart known as The Helbiscus Crumble. This very cart is owned by a dear friend of mine, Theo!” Mani groans dramatically, “Fenrir has asked me to guard the crop upon The Maw last minute, an order I must take, but my dear friend Theo, he has spent the entire day baking me a treat I had intended to fetch on this fine evening.” Everything was becoming more and more clear, but Mani breaks your train of thought as he hones in, releasing a whisper within your ear, “Helgraham Snaps!” He declares, causing you to retreat, your neck now arched towards your back to avoid his embrace. “Seek out The Helbiscus Crumble within Haldor’s Pass and return with my order of Helgraham Snaps and all of this coin? Well it can be yours.”

You were headed to Bardr anyways, and so you could take the long way through Haldor’s Pass, into Bardr and then hook back to Skalaness and drop off Mani Mani’s Helgraham Snaps. Three birds, one ax! You agree to help the large curly beast, and in doing so he immediately ushers you off into the direction of Haldor’s Pass. Just as you’re nearly out of earshot you hear Mani shout out, “Mind the fiery balls of lava!!” You’re sure to shout back reassuring him you will and only when your words tapir off his words weigh that much heavier. Wait? Fiery balls of what? When you return Mani Mani will be so please, so much so he is bound to write you a love letter or two.

Objective:

Depict your Felvarg stood before Theodores cart, The Helbiscus Crumble fetching Mani Mani's Helgrahm Snaps while fiery balls of lava fly overhead.

Reward:

1,000FC, 1x Mapleheart's Lost Satchel, 1x Love Letters, 1x 1x Chocolate Covered Strawberries, 75% Chance for 1x Shrine

02/03/2023 - 03/02/2023 | 11:59:59PM IST

Gullinbursti

Greens burst through the once frozen forest floor, Heidrun takes a deep breath in preparation for spring. The once dull trees wake and take a drink from the Island as they welcome the warmer temperatures that will soon arrive. For the first time in weeks a mist of rain washes over the winding passages of Heidrun in waves with a hunger for heat.

You trot along the beaten path as the snap of a twig causes you to turn a shade of defensive. You gaze within the darkness of The Pass but see nothing. For days now you have felt as though somefel or something had been following you, yet even now you have yet to see any living breathing thing to determine just what pair of eyes were burning a hole through your back. You check for Freyja’s satchel within your own satchel to be reassured it still safely sits within it, and much to your relief it is there, right where you left it. Freyja has tasked you with delivering this very satchel to Ylva, who was meant to meet you in Hvalsey. What the satchel held was unknown however, a detail Freyja deemed need to know. What Freyja also failed to mention was Hvalsey stretched the entirety of Heidrun, and so this quick trip had turned into a week-long trek in search of Ylva.

You know all too well that reaching Heidrun’s meadow meant Hvalsey no longer carried on, and with only a few miles left you grow uncertain Ylva will show. With some thought you realize since entering Heidrun you had not seen another soul, and while these areas were usually scarce for travelers, it was odd to be entirely barren as it was. It was too late to turn around now, as Heidrun’s meadow broke into view up ahead. Your gallop roared to a halt, and with a spin back in the direction you came from, your concerns were made valid given Ylva was nowhere to be seen. What now?

Another snap of a twig behind you once more causes you to spin briskly, except this time when you do you're suddenly face to face with the revered Gullinbursti. The wild boar stands proudly, square before you. The flora and growths upon his back glow as steam can be seen rolling from his nostrils. His brute figure is surrounded by spring and where his hoofs were placed the snow had melted and within the melted patch flora burst to life. He clearly wants something, his eyes locked upon your satchel. Your eyes grow wide with concern, the last thing anyfel wanted was to engage in conflict with a worshiped beast such as Gullinbursti. It was a death sentence to attack back, even in self defense. Do you unveil Freyja’s satchel to Gullinbursti in an attempt to appease him? Or do you stick to your plan of delivery and instead try to calm the crazy that has filled the usually calm beast's eye.

Objective:

Depict your Felvarg face to face with Gullinbursti as he proudly stands before you. The snow beneath him will be melted and filled with greens and floral, while snow still clutches onto the Island.

Reward:

1x Long Lost Treasure, 1x Badge, 2x Windrush Token, 5x Berries, 50% Chance for 1x Randomly Rolled Exclusive Totem