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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I told Jötnar about my travels into the wild to survey the animals. He seemed very interested in their welfare. In fact, he seems most interested in bringing a natural order to the Northern Realm, which I find very comforting. We took a long walk through the mountains beyond Niaafjäll. He wanted to see the […]
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The wall is complete. It is magnificent in size, and it does great justice to this plot of land on which I have chosen to settle. If I stand atop the hill in the northeast quadrant, I can barely make out the southern gate through the trees. It appears to be over two thousand fadmr […]
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I am in awe of Jötnar’s execution of his plan. He is nearly finished with the wall. There is little I can do to help, as the stones are far too massive for me to lift. He is able to move them with the assistance of levitation spells – more evidence that his memory is […]
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He is back! As I returned from my survey today, I was stunned to see an enormous pile of great limestone blocks surrounding my tiny Vinterstad. Jötnar’s quest had been to quarry for limestone. His skill with rock is unparalleled. He has begun constructing an enormous wall circumscribing Vinterstad in return for my building Niaafjäll. […]
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A raven passed through Vinterstad today. I asked if he had any news of Jötnar. The raven claimed to have no knowledge of him at all, but he did tell he’d heard of some men living under the southern mountains, quite far from here. I shall put aside some time to look for them after […]
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It has been weeks since I first found Jötnar’s castle empty. His absence makes my surveying of the Realm more difficult than I had hoped. I fear not for his safety, so long as he does not venture too far to the south. I am merely surprised at the length of his leave. While I […]
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We finished the final room at the castle today. Jötnar is quite skilled with an ax, and as I had hoped, his speech has begun to return. Not so with his memories yet, but give it time. He is especially facile with animals and their names and habits – most notably the wolves. He seems […]
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Our Memories did not survive Ragnaröck well. Not only did the battles and the chaos take their toll, but traversing Bifröst to witness the destruction of Hliðskjálf seemed to age our minds. It took many months for us to recover our memories. The Frost Giant has it worse. He has slept for years. I do […]
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