04/05/2024 - 05/03/2024 | 11:59:59PM IST

Keijo's Sleeve

As The Broken Wheel fell quiet you felt tension in the air. Fenrir gave a stiff, curt nod as Hel looked to him with her head held high. “Ylva has told me of an incantation you wish to speak with me about,” Hel inquired. For a heartbeat, Fenrir held an intense gaze on Hel. Surely he could trust Ylva, yet here Hel stood before him as he presented subtle conflictions of her judgment. You watch as Freyja leans ever so closer to Fenrir, giving the reassurance everyfel needed to break the silence and begin. “Let us discuss,” she spoke with a soft tone of urgency. As the Alphas crowd around one another in a tight circle, they began whispering in quick succession. With a wave of her tail, Ylva dismisses you. You take your leave to give them space, trailing to the outside of the Broken Wheel. Your mind drifts to the captivating book that was full of information that would take days of study. What could the elemental symbols mean? Your mind reeled at the possibilities, your fur standing on end at the thought of such powerful dark magic.

With a small jolt, you are pulled from your deep thoughts as Fenrir rushes to catch up to you. His expression was unreadable, his eyes didn’t dare betray what his own mind was racing about. “As I was saying before,” Fenrir began, “I ask for one more favor.” Fenrir brings out the book he had shown you prior, as well as a book from his own personal collection. “You will need to traverse to the northern regions of the Village of Skalaness and locate a library by the name of Keijo's Sleeve,” he said as gestured for you to take the books. You tilt your head, taking the books within your paws as Fenrir continues to explain. “There at Keijo’s Sleeve you will need to search for books of each of the individual elements; Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Death, Life, Shadow, Light, and Time.” He pressed on the two books in your paws, “These are so that you are granted access to the library. The keeper is not one to let go of his artifacts easily, a trade of equal value is required. I am certain he would gladly add these to his collection.” You nod in understanding, it was said that the locals had high respect for the library owner. Your paws tingled at the thought of stepping paw in the very place.

Wasting no time, you head to Keijo’s Sleeve. Sticking your head in the many dimly lit alley’s, you finally come across the one that leads to the tight corridor that hosts Keijo’s Sleeve. The musty smell of books and parchment floods your nostrils, the very sight of the many shelves full of relics was inspiring, yet daunting. Before you could get any closer, a small dwarf with a long beard appeared at your paws. With a gruff clear of his throat, he narrows his eyes at you. “The names Keijo, and you?” he grunted as he busied himself with the many scrolls in his paws. Before you could utter your name, you see that he’s inspecting the two books you possessed, his ears twitching with great interest as he exclaimed, “Ah, now where does somefel like you find such books!” Before trading the books off to Keijo, you sit and explain the situation.

“You need to borrow 9 books, each for a unique element?” Keijo sat stroking his beard, pondering about lending out so many books. You nod your head eagerly and leaned forward with anticipation as the seconds drew on. “You will find them here, each tucked away in their respective spot,” he spoke in a matter of fact tone, clearly proud of his organization skills. “However, I have much to do and cannot assist,” Keijo grumbled as he quickly tucked away the two books that you had given to him. With a wave of his paw, he sends you off into his library. “Be swift, and careful!” he barked back at you as he disappeared behind a curtain down a corridor. As the soft sound of rain started to patter just outside, you stood there amongst the many towering shelves, your fur prickling uneasily. It was time to start your search for the 9 individual books.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg inside Keijo's Sleeve as they search the many shelves within the library for the 9 Elemental Books.

Reward:

1,500 Felcredits, 1x Chest of War, Peace, Power, Knowledge, 1x Long Lost Treasure, 3x Token of Eastertide, 1x Path to Valhalla, 50% Chance for 1x Stack of Missing Pages

04/16/2024 - 05/15/2024 | 11:59:59PM IST

Enchanted Incantation

As you venture through Haldor's Pass, the serene beauty of the mid-spring day surrounds you, immersing yourself in the breathtaking beauty of it all. The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers, their vibrant colours painting the landscape in a mesmerizing tapestry. The gentle warmth of the sun bathes the scene in a golden glow, casting long shadows upon the lush grasses and rocky outcroppings that line the path. Yet, amidst the tranquility, a sudden sight stops you in their tracks. There, curled over in pain, lies Andara, an Alpha known for her adeptness in magic. Approaching cautiously, you notice the strain etched on Andara's face as she struggles to maintain the threads of a complex spell. Her spell book lies open beside her, its pages fluttering in the soft breeze, revealing intricate glyphs and ancient incantations. It becomes apparent that she has stumbled upon a curse, inadvertently triggered by her touch upon an old relic. Your eyes shift to the odd shaped wooden statue that sits beside the spell book, three slashes on its body glowing red with dark magic.

Andara's voice trembles as she implores you for help. She explains that she has been casting a cleansing spell to counter the curse, but the magic is draining her rapidly. She pleads for assistance in completing the final verses of the incantation before it's too late. Time seems to slow as you assesses the situation. You quickly realise the gravity of the moment; to leave Andara would mean certain death. But to aid her, they must possess a deep understanding of the magic she is employing. The cleansing spell laid out in Andara's book is complex, requiring precise intonation and focused intent to unravel the curse's grip. You must draw upon their knowledge of magic, recalling their studies and experiences, to determine if they are familiar enough with the spell to finish it seamlessly.

If you are well-versed in magic, having dedicated time to study and practice the arcane arts, you may find yourself equipped to complete the spell with confidence. You can carefully read the final verses from Andara's book, channelling the energies necessary to dispel the curse and restore balance to her. However, if your knowledge of magic is limited or if you lack experience in such advanced spells, you may need to improvise and rely on their instincts. In this scenario, you might attempt to decipher the symbols and incantations in Andara's spell book, drawing upon your intuition and natural affinity for magic to cobble together a solution. As you weigh your options, you can feel the weight of responsibility pressing upon your shoulders. Time is of the essence, and every passing moment brings Andara closer to the brink of death. With the sun hanging blissfully overhead, oblivious to the drama unfolding below, you must make a decision that could alter the course of fate for both yourself and Andara.

In this critical moment, the fate of Andara rests in your Felvarg's paws. Will you rise to the occasion, drawing upon your knowledge and skills to aid your fellow traveler, or will you falter in the face of uncertainty, leaving Andara to her tragic fate? The choice is yours to make, and its consequences will echo through the tranquil beauty of Haldor's Pass.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg finishing off the last of Andara's spell, be it with their own skills in magic or just following their instinct. Time is of the essence, as Andara's breaths start to slow.

Reward:

1,000 Felcredits, 1x Spiritmender's Satchel, 1x Saga's Herbal Handbook, 1x Berry Bush, 25% chance for 1x Randomly Rolled Totem.

05/06/2024 - 06/02/2024 | 11:59:59PM IST

Gullinbursti

As the sun slowly rises over Fenrir’s Incisor, casting a gentle glow that edges the rugged peaks, the sleepy village of Skalaness begins to rouse from its slumber. The first hints of dawn stretch lazily across the vast expanse of well-tilled fields, where the earth, freshly imbued with seeds, exudes a rich, pungent aroma of fertiliser mingling with the dewy morning air. All around, life is awakening, from the smallest insect to the loftiest bird, each contributing to the burgeoning day. In the thicket by the stream, birds are particularly vociferous, their calls weaving a melodious backdrop to the day’s onset. They sing to their mates, a symphony of chirps and trills that fills the air with a vibrancy felt throughout the village. The locals, with their paws skilled from generations of toiling the soil, step out into the early morning, eyes squinting against the rising light, their hearts filled with a silent prayer for the season’s bounty.

Walking through the village centre, the daily hum of Skalaness envelops you. Here, amidst quaint wooden structures and cobblestone paths, the villagers gather, exchanging nods and smiles, their voices a gentle murmur breaking the morning’s tranquillity. It is here that you catch the whispers of something unusual—news that has every tongue wagging with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. It is said that Gullinbursti, the mythical boar whose presence in the fields is a harbinger of abundant harvests, has been spotted nearby. Each farmer’s face is alight with hope, discussing fervently how this golden-bristled creature could bless their fields with unparalleled fertility. However, as the village stirs with this promising news, a sudden commotion at the outskirts catches your attention. Curiosity piqued, you make your way towards the disturbance, the conversations of the villagers fading behind you as you approach the source of the uproar.

As you near the edge of Skalaness, the sight that greets you is as unexpected as it is chaotic. Brynjar, a robust Felvarg known for his expansive fields and equally large temper, is in the midst of a frantic chase. His target is none other than Gullinbursti himself, who, despite his magical repute, darts through the crops with the unexpected agility of a creature in distress. Brynjar’s efforts are clumsy and desperate, causing more harm to his crops than the elusive boar. Upon spotting you, Brynjar comes to a halt, his chest heaving, and his brow furrowed with frustration. “First the goat and now the pig,” he spat bitterly, his gaze sharp as flint. His words hang between you, heavy with implication. It's clear that his troubles run deeper than an unruly mythical boar trampling his land. Brynjar quickly explains the dire situation. Though Gullinbursti’s arrival should have been a blessing, an unforeseen calamity has struck. An infection mushroom, likely stirred from the soil by the boar’s rooting, has begun to spread through his fields. This fungus, known for its rapid growth and destructive nature, threatens not only his crops but also the entire harvest of Ulfrheim. Brynjar’s eyes are filled with a grim mixture of anger and fear as he confides that if Gullinbursti is not controlled, the mushroom will spread unchecked, spelling doom for the entire region.

The weight of his words settles on you with a sobering clarity. The situation demands immediate action, not just for Brynjar’s sake but for all of Skalaness and the neighbouring lands. With the potential of a year of famine looming over the village, the mythical blessing of Gullinbursti has morphed into a curse that you find yourself compelled to confront. As Brynjar looks to you, his expression a mix of plea and command, you realise that the task ahead will require tact, courage, and perhaps a touch of the very magic that brought Gullinbursti to these fields. With the balance of nature disrupted, the future of Ulfrheim hangs precariously—a challenge you must rise to meet, armed with wisdom and a resolve as steadfast as the mountains themselves.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg trying to stop Gullinbursti from further spreading the diseased mushrooms. Do they lure him away, or do they call on the aid of a great healer or witch to stop the infection in its tracts? Though usually peaceful, Gullinbursti is wild and unpredictable while the infection runs through his veins.

Reward:

1x Badge, 1x Long Lost Treasure, 3x Mushrooms, 3x Flora, 1x Basket of Vegetables, 1x Fresh Fertilizer.