10/31/2024 - 12/13/2024 | 11:59:59PM IST

The Element Within

The sound of shattering glass jolts you back to the present, awake now. The door has been wrenched open by the relentless storm, slamming into the wall with a force that sends a picture frame tumbling to the floor. You stand in the dim light of the smouldering embers, heart pounding from the sudden noise. The storm outside is a cacophony of wind and rain, its fury matching the tempest that had swirled in your dream. You shake off the lingering disorientation from the vivid vision, trying to ground yourself in reality. You step toward the open doorway, the cold wind biting at your fur. The rain lashes against the hut, a constant reminder of the chaotic world outside. As you stand there, a deep sense of purpose wells up within you. The images from your dream—the nine elements, each representing a fundamental force of nature—linger in your mind. You know that these elements are not just symbols; they are integral to the journey ahead, connected to the Great Maw and Fenrir himself.

The storm rages on, but you feel a strange calmness amid the chaos. You turn back to the shattered frame on the floor, noticing the painting within—a snapshot of a moment long past, now fractured like the glass that once protected it. The picture feels significant, a reminder of the life you've lived and the choices you've made. As you look at it, the elements from your dream seem to whisper to you, each one calling out with a unique resonance. You stand at the threshold of the hut, the storm outside mirroring the storm within. You know you must choose one of the elements, each representing a different path and a different aspect of your own nature. The choice feels monumental, a decision that will shape the course of your journey and the challenges you will face.

Do you feel the pull of the fierce and consuming fire, offering strength and passion but also danger and destruction? Or perhaps the calming and endless water, promising adaptability and life but also unpredictability? The wild and unpredictable storm calls to those who crave freedom and adventure, but it also brings chaos and uncertainty. The solid and grounding earth offers stability and resilience but can also be unyielding and slow to change. The essence of life calls with the promise of growth and renewal, yet it bears the weight of endless cycles. Death, ever-present, offers release and transformation but carries the finality of endings. The shadow beckons with mystery and the unknown, a realm of hidden truths and concealed dangers. Light offers clarity and hope, illuminating the path ahead but revealing both the beautiful and the harsh truths. Time, ever-flowing, offers wisdom and perspective but also the inevitability of change and the passage of moments that can never be reclaimed.

Each element offers something unique, a different way to approach the trials ahead. As you stand there, the storm swirling around you and the memories of your dream fresh in your mind, you know that the time has come to make your choice. The journey to the Great Maw and the encounter with Fenrir will not be straightforward, and the element you choose will guide you through the challenges to come.

Which element calls to you? The fierce fire, the fluid water, the wild storm, the steadfast earth, the essence of life, the finality of death, the enigmatic shadow, the illuminating light, or the ever-flowing time? Your choice will determine the path you walk, the challenges you face, and the power you wield. Choose wisely, for this decision may be the key to unlocking the mysteries of your quest and the power that lies within you.

As you traverse down a cavern within The Great Maw, in search of Fenrir, a loud ringing in your ears drops you to the ground. It grows ever loud as your head pounds, panicked in an attempt to make it stop. Light slices through the sleeves of cracked rock overhead as you blackout everything falling to silence. As you wake you grunt in discomfort, shaking your head to rid yourself of the noise one and for all. The darkness is still ever present, but you're surrounded by orbs and they all appear to be glowing. Reach out and touch the orb with the element you have chosen.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg inside The Great Maw, choosing the element that calls to them, and how touching the elemental orb effects them. (Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Death, Life, Shadow, Light, and Time)

Reward:

1,500 Felcredits, 1x Chest of War, Peace, Power, Knowledge, 1x Long Lost Treasure, 1x Essence of Trickery, 1x Potion of Defiance, 50% Chance for 1x Cloak of Shadows

12/21/2024 - 01/15/2025 | 11:59:59PM IST

Two Flickering Flames

A snowstorm rages overhead as the weight of the snow upon Valhalla’s treetops force the branches to creak beneath the pressure. The night is setting in and if it weren’t for the blankets of white snow that lay restlessly against the forest floor the darkness would swallow onefel whole. A bitter chill with a bite sharp enough to pierce even the thickest of coats weaves between the winding branches and trees of Valhalla as though it were a maze. You try to push your way through the wind, snow and hail but it’s no use, to traverse further into the night would surely be a mistake. You look left and right in an attempt to ground yourself as a flicker of light catches your attention.

Up ahead and to the left is The Flickering Stag. An inn tucked just on the outskirts of Skalaness. You persist onwards towards the warmth of the inn as it draws you near. Once inside, the reason for the name of this well known inn will become extremely apparent. Dozens of candles are placed on any surface flat enough to balance upon, and equally every wall is littered with skulls, and taxidermy. Skulls from what creature you might ask? If you guessed stags, you were correct. The barkeep here will ask no questions, as she was instructed to turn a blind eye by the Felvarg that owns this establishment.. which to most anyfel? Remains entirely unknown. The currency to pay for shelter and food here in The Flickering Stag? Why, anything of value, of course. It wasn’t your intention to rest here but plans had changed.

Felvargs go about their own business inside, and everyfel makes a valiant effort not to make eye contact or meddle in otherfels business. Each nose pointed only to their own table. Voices wash over the silence of Valhalla’s forest until a familiar voice cuts through the sound of strangers. It’s Ylva, she eagerly nods you over. You can’t help but wonder what a Felvarg like Ylva might be doing in a place like The Flickering Stag. Ylva insists you sit beside her, front and center now to a roaring stone fireplace littered in candles and wax, she is roasting chestnuts on an open fire and insists you indulge in them with her.

Just as you open your mouth to ask Ylva why she is here, Hel interrupts the two of you. Both Felvargs take a moment to collapse in the other's embrace as you watch both intrigued and confused. “Is it done?” Ylva queried Hel, who wasted no time nodding to her love, “It is.” The two speak nothing else of the matter and both join you eagerly.

If nothing else at least you’ll share in the warmth of the fire amongst allies while the storm passes through Skalaness, or at the very least acquaintances you can trust will watch your back as you rest. You can’t help but observe the two as they harmoniously tease at one another, Hel even tosses a hot chestnut at you playfully. As she does Ylva draps a thick warm hide over your shoulders. There are worse places somefel might be on a night such as this.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg inside the Flickering Stag sat before a grand stone fireplace with Ylva and Hel as you share in a warm treat before the flames.

Reward:

1,500 Felcredits, 1x Long Lost Treasure, 1x Red Festive Christmas Present, 1x Chestnuts, 50% chance for 1x Lost Frostbitten Felvarg Puppy or 1x Lost Frostbitten Hellhound Felvarg Puppy (unique BoA)

Optional:

What’s this? As you depart Ylva asks you to blow out the candles on the table beside you. Only one of them refuses to go out despite your best efforts to extinguish it. Including both Hel and Ylva in your entry will also return 1x Cursed Flame, which can be used to return to Uhma at a later date.

12/07/2024 - 01/02/2025 | 11:59:59PM IST

Eostre

The frigid winter air slices through your thick pelt, sending a tingle that feels like a thousand tiny needs on your skin. In silence, you navigate your way through the hibernating trees. Their thin branches, devoid of all foliage, stand still overhead, casting an array of shadows below. The thick layer of snow creates a faint crunching noise around your paws, producing the only sound you hear as you trudge over the mountain peaks leading into the basin that housed the Weeping Oasis. With every exhale, your breath dances before you for only a moment before it is swept away with the next gentle gust of wind. As serene as the moment was, it came to an abrupt end when an ear-piercing roar echoed from deep within the Oasis. The Oasis is an unusual place, where despite how low the temperature falls, the pools of the Oasis never freeze. Strangely, it is exclusively within these very nature-defying pools that the Frostgil fish may be found, a favorite meal of Eostre, the gentle giant who inhabits the region year-round. The roar echoes through the gorge once more and this time, more alert and attentive than you were before, you quickly recognize the sound as Esotre.

Picking up the pace, you hastily race towards Eostre’s calls of distress. The once undisturbed smooth layer of snow gradually became more turbulent, with a splattering of bright crimson occasionally catching your eye. Within moments, you find yourself peering through the thicket, where you finally spot her. Your body freezes in place as you clear the underbrush, allowing you to catch your breath and fully digest the heartbreaking scene in front of you. A pack of hungry dire wolves have desperately wandered all the way from the briar into the Weeping Oasis in search of food. The harsh winter leaving them no choice but to hunt for food outside of their usual territory. Fueled by her instincts, Eostre managed to climb just out of reach by scaling the cascading cliffside bordering the Weeping Oasis. Her once pure white coat now stained with shades of red, evident of her fight for survival. Panicked and frazzled, she continuously adjusts her footing sending loose rocks tumbling down the slope. The cliff is crumbling under her weight and it is only a matter of time before it gives way. Eorstre, despite her size and armor, is a kind and gentle creature unable to stand a chance against the large pack of ravenous wolves who have surrounded her.

Eostre quickly notices you, your body standing out against the white snow. She makes eye contact with you, her eyes widen with worry and she lets out another cry. This time she is not calling out to the void in hopes that somefel hears, no, this time she is calling out to you directly. With nofel around it is up to you. Take matters into your own paws and dive in to help rid Eostre from a fate that would devastate most anyfel who knows her. It is your duty, to protect the great beast from an untimely fate. Even if it means meeting your own.

Objective:

Depict or Write your Felvarg jumping into the fray to defend the gentle giant, Eostre before the cliff gives way, sending her careening into the jaws of the hungry wolves below.

Reward:

1x Badge, 1,000 Felcredits, 2xRandomly Rolled Hides, 1x Rune of Experience, 1x Red Festive Christmas Present, and a 75% chance for 1x Trait: Persuasion