The elves’ health continues to slowly improve as a whole. Garm in particular has regained his strength with surprising haste. He is the only one of the Mörkalfen capable of leaving the infirmary and braving the shrill cold. I showed him around Vinterstad today. He studied the terrain inside the circular walls in stoic silence. […]
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Winter has returned, it would seem, though the sun would tell it to be mid-summer. The temperature has again dropped, and the wind batters Vinterstad. I have had to re-prioritize the completion of the infirmary before it is torn apart. Hræsvelg trolls the skies, searching, calling out with his fell shriek. I am disquieted by […]
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I have spent these past several days alternating roles as healer, scavenger, chef, woodsman and carpenter. Though I strive to complete construction of the infirmary, the needs of my patients are much more urgent. Therefore lumberjacking and carpentry receive the lowest priority. My daily routine is to wake and check on the ill, attending to […]
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Raven’s tongue spoke the truth. The men under the mountain – they are here now. We had gone to the Black Forest on what I had planned to be our last sortie before finishing the infirmary. When we arrived, Tjokaben grew distracted and stubborn. He refused labor, and instead stared intently toward the South. I […]
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The lights and din continue at Niaafjäll. I went to the castle tonight, but Jötnar would not see me. I do not understand his obsession. He has established what I perceive as a fine balance in the Northern Realm between the animals, the wind, the sun and the ice. Yet he continues to conjure. As […]
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Before building the homestead, it had been years since I had put steel to wood or nail to plank. My skills at carpentry were clearly not what they were before the darkness. Yet my hands slowly and happily remembered how to build. The work comes easily now, and I have made quick progress on the […]
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It is warmer now than I ever imagined possible. Almost overnight the tundra has become abloom with wildflowers, grasses and new buds on old trees. Jötnar has been experimenting with the weather, and this (I believe) is his attempt at breathing new life into the Northern Realm, and it explains the abundance of bees and […]
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After several days in the wild, I have finally tracked the mighty ox. He is indeed immense and in greater health than I had originally feared. He led me through the Black Forest and southward toward the grim mountains. Those mountains are burnt and tarnished with the fell rock, helvetesten, which is scattered like vomit […]
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I may have to alter my plans. I lost three of the hares overnight, and one of the foxes labors when she breathes. A house makes a poor infirmary. I’ll need to build dedicated clinics in the northwest quadrant before collecting any more ailing animals. This is problematic, as many will die during construction. I […]
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I found honey today! I haven’t seen a hive since before the darkness. I attribute its existence to the warmer weather of late. I took only a modest amount – the hive is a bit small, as one might imagine. I had some dry Kornbröd in the hearth, so I moistened it with some of […]
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