01/14/2025 - 2/18/2025 | 11:59:59PM IST

Departure

The peaks of Haldor’s Pass wash an eerie feeling over your pelt. You shake violently in an attempt to rid yourself of the discomfort. The smell of smoke fills your nostrils as your head shakes rapidly, your nose scrunched now in displeasure. As you approach a forest capped peak you hear what appears to be an argument between four Felvargs. The voices are muddled together and it’s not until you get closer that they become recognisable. Ulfr and Bjorn, and neither sounds particularly happy with the other. Peering out now from between the bushes you watch the interaction unfold.

“Yes, because you’ve never made mistakes!” Ulfr lashes out as he paces before Bjorn who was clearly agitated as his lip twitched.

“Mistakes?” Bjorn growled now and charged forward a few steps, “Mistakes?! Mistakes are when you arrive 20 minutes late!” Bjorn pinned his ears now in frustration, “Mistakes are when you do something by MISTAKE!” He snapped now in the direction of Ulfr who took such a movement as a personal attack. The savage Felvarg stood his ground snarling back at his brother, the two now standing off as the bickering continued.

“Please!” Ylva attempted to reason with the two of them, but her efforts were futile, before she could speak further Ulfr lunged forward and his very choice triggered a fight between the two that sent Ylva into an even greater upset as she tried to place herself between them.

Freyja sat hunched over something on the ground and the only noises you could decipher from her were tangled with hurt and tears. What was that? That thing? Curiosity pulls you out from the bushes as you approach cautiously. Now standing behind Freyja you call to her, “Freyja?” She doesn’t appear to hear you, instead she continues to weep. You circle around her and what you see next causes you to rush backwards as you trip over your own paws.

It’s Fenrir, The Great Father. His lifeless body lies beneath his love as she weeps, you’re in shock, disbelief even, how could this happen. Is this a vision? Thoughts race violently through your head as you scan the peaks of Haldor’s Pass searching for anything that would wake you from this nightmare.

“YOU!” Freyja turns to you in a fit of anger. You look left and right, she can see you now? “You did this!” She roars at you, tears streaming down her face. No! No you didn’t, you’re sure of it, you try to explain yourself but she won’t listen. For the first time in your life you witness something you’ve never witnessed before, Freyja bares her teeth at you and violently launches herself in your direction. You can’t fight The Great Mother? You turn and flee in an attempt to shake her and hell hath no fury than the vision of Freyja chasing behind you in a fit of rage as you glance over your shoulder. You can hear Ulfr and Bjorn yelping and crying out, Ylva’s upset drowning them both out.

Once glance, two, three, the fourth unlike the rest because when you turn back you trip over a tree trunk and stumble down the hill crashing into various objects before you hit your head and the world around you turns to darkness once more.

You emerge from the water gasping for air as you choke on its salty grip, stumbling backwards you take one final tumble as you blink rapidly once more, praying your vision has returned. When you finally ground yourself you widen your eyes to take in the room. An albino coated Felvarg with soft grey streaks upon her chest stands before you with her head quirked to one side. Her cheeks hang ground level as they coil and uncoil against the cavern floor. Her eyes narrow now as she tilts her head in the other direction to get a better look at you, “Can you see me now?” You flick one ear confused, and just before you open your mouth to respond the stranger interrupts you, “You look awful.” Her eyebrows raised as the words left her muzzle and in tandem she lifted her paw delicately and dramatically from the ground and flicked it, almost as if she had second paw discomfort from the state you were in.

Despite your vision returning, the world around you was still a blur, and you couldn’t be more happy to finally be awake from that.. nightmare. “My name is Nimh, and I am Sanctuary’s Timekeeper.” A Timekeeper? What’s that? Sanctuary however? That sounds familiar.

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg stood before a rushing stream within The Great Maw, staring into the water at your own blinded reflection, mere moments from plunging your face within. Flowers litter the water and equally moss on every viable surface is bountiful. Light slices through the caves cracks overhead allowing dust to dance within its rays blissfully unaware of your woes.

Reward:

1,500 Felcredits, 1x Chest of War, Peace, Power, Knowledge, 1x Long Lost Treasure, 1x Eye Mutation, 1x Scar Kit, 50% Chance for1x Freyja’s Keepsake, 50% Chance for 1x Chosen Common Trait

02/18/2025 - 03/17/2025 | 11:59:59PM IST

Mischief Managed

The walls of the Broken Wheel tavern are a mix of old weathered wood and roughly carved stone. The hearth crackles softly providing a comforting warmth that blankets the entire tavern. The ceiling beams hang low adorned with many old and faded tapestries. A partially broken wheel hangs above the bar as a symbol of the tavern’s rich history of servitude to the Village of Hearth. Sounds of murmured chatter fill the air from the merchants, travelers, and farmers that make up the majority of regular patrons who frequent the Broken Wheel. They tuck themselves away in the corners and for the most part, keep to themselves. Elruna, having offered to watch over the quaint little tavern in the absence of the tavern’s keeper, proudly plants herself behind the bar.

As dusk settles in, Elruna tips her head with a sigh of contentment. The once calm atmosphere is quickly interrupted with a jarring slam, the door of the tavern flying open as a particular group of Felvargs filter their way in. The usual chatter of the tavern came to a slow halt as heads turned to meet the new arrivals. Patrons cast looks of disdain and weariness as they watched through squinted eyes. The new arrivals carelessly wade their way through the crowd with only one thing on their mind; the bar. Chairs screeched as they shoved them aside and tables cracked as they got overturned. The sound of shattered glass pierced the air as one of the Felvargs barged their way past a table with existing patrons. This sudden disruption to the otherwise peaceful tavern atmosphere startled the regulars who immediately paid for their tab and made for a hasty exit. Elruna waved feebly, calling out to them to have a great rest of the night before turning to the new group in front of her. She furrowed her brows as they leered at her, their maws curled into a snarl.

Outside the Broken Wheel you find yourself flicking an ear towards the sounds leaking from the establishment. A series of growls and yelps sound inside the walls. You pause to turn your head just in time to see Elruna shoved from the front doors of the tavern against her will. She hits the ground with a thud, scattering debris and pebbles in her wake. You rush to her aid, helping her to her paws. You sense fury pulsing beneath her coat as she glares back at the building, “You have crossed a line now, this behavior is unacceptable!” Elruna hissed, her voice laced with disappointment and upset.

Elruna inhales deeply attempting to gather her composure amidst all the chaos. She takes a moment to dust the dirt from her long Lithe coat before turning to address you, “It seems I am a bit over my head at the moment.” She admits with an unusually soft and gathered tone ”I would appreciate any assistance you can offer. This situation has taken me by surprise and I may need a bit more muscle if I am to regain control of this tavern.” You step up to the doors and hear howling laughter from within. Your own blood boils at the sound. You look to Elruna and she nods encouragingly. "Time to knock them down a keg."

Objective:

Depict or write your Felvarg busting through the doors of the tavern, all eyes on you as the room falls silent. How does your Felvarg attempt to get the situation under control? What object does your Felvarg bring?

Reward:

1,000 Felcredits, 1x Paracord Rope, 1x Blunt Axe, 1x Shovel, 1x Dirt, 1x Spiritmender's Satchel (Unique), and 1x Pouch of Punches (Unique)

Optional:

Both depict AND write how your Felvarg controls the situation (Provide two completed entries of different mediums) to gain an additional reward. 1x Randomly Rolled Enigmatic Luckstone (Unique)

02/03/2025 - 03/02/2025 | 11:59:59PM IST

Falkyre

A heavy fog creeps over the pathway leading from Skalaness to Bardr. It slithers along the ground, wrapping itself around your paws as if it were liquid. A wave of apprehension washes over you as you realize this is no ordinary fog. It billows in front of you, shrouding a shadowy figure that lingers within it. Your eyes fixate on the mysterious form as it takes a step toward you making your hackles stand on end. Fear freezes you in place and no matter how much you willed your paws to move, they stayed firmly planted on the path. The figure takes another step, breaking through the veil. In an instant, you recognize the figure as Falkyre, Aurora’s most loyal companion, but what was he doing here? Was Aurora here? Has she finally returned? You give your head a shake and refocus your attention on the beast in front of you. Your eyes are captivated by his gaze and are unable to look away as the world around you begins to fade.

Moments later you wake to find yourself standing in the center of Bifrost Bridge. An iconic landmark in Helvalla that stretched as far as the eye could see in either direction. Violent waves pass underneath yet the bridge itself remains as sturdy and unmoving as Fenrir’s Incisor. You flick your ear as a familiar voice from behind catches your attention. Turning around you find Aurora a few paces ahead of you staring longingly out into Hongerige. Before you can speak, however, Falkyre emerges from behind and walks past you, startling you into silence. He approaches Aurora and she turns to him, tears swelling up in her eyes. She places a gentle paw on the beast’s forehead, “If only I could see him once more, I’d tell him that there has never been a day that passed where I do not think of him.” She closes her eyes tightly as a tear falls delicately down her cheek. Aurora takes a shaky breath, fighting her upset as best she could, “You can go though, Falkyre.” Her words were broken and laced with hurt. “Go for me and find him, find him and tell him to howl at the moonlit sky as dusk falls tomorrow evening.” Falkyre closed the gap between him and Aurora, falling into her embrace to comfort her, “Tell him to share a howl with me, a howl at the same moon together at last.” Aurora tucked even tighter into Falkyre as her words were nothing but a whisper now, “Please.” As Falkyre pulls away his head turns sharply, his gaze locking with yours. Immediately your ears ring the sound overwhelming you, the world around you begins to shake violently and your vision fades once more.

You shut your eyes tightly and give your head another shake only when you open them, you are standing on the road between Skalaness and Bardr with Flakyre’s imposing form softly approaching you. Flakyre’s body slightly lurches forward as you instinctively step backward. His ears pinned to his head and his face scrunched in displeasure, clearly unhappy with your choice to disengage. Each time you attempt to remove yourself Falkyre blocks your path and with your final attempt to disengage he stomps his two front paws defiantly and grunts at you. You seem to have no choice. You look to the sky in thought, a few short hours before dusk, perhaps Falkyre is trying to recruit you to help him find Loki. As luck should have it you know where Loki is, and it’s a stones throw from here. With a sigh you nod to a very pleased Falkyre who as he trots behind you purrs with pleasure in each beat.

Objective:

Depict or Write your Felvarg escorting Falkyre to the Seat of the Alpha where Loki was last seen so that he may deliver Aurora's message.

Reward:

1x Badge, 1,000 Felcredits, 1x Love Letters, 1x Aurora's Vial of Fortune, 1x Love Potion, and 1x Elixir of Time