Prologue begainings

A frozen boreal wasteland bereft of all trappings of civilisation, Stalked by all manner of gruesome monsters, the tales tell of it fail to fully encapsulate its brutality.

Few crops grow here, for the land is hard as iron and the howling winds cut like daggers of purest cold freezing men; Massive frozen glaciers, particularly in the arctic climes of the northernmost parts of the country some of the glaciers had been the site of a climactic battles.

The mountains themselves are cloaked in local myth and history and ruined fortresses sitting atop their icy peaks, or for mighty and legendary beasts that nest amongst the crags and defile waiting and fighting.

The seas of Norsca are just as dangerous as the land itself, For amidst the frigid waves of the Sea of Chaos prowl the fearsome black longships crewed by barbarians and mastered by the terrible champions of Chaos who leave and raid as they will, bringing the bloody battle to any ship cursed with the misfortune of crossing them.

Inside the great hall are wooden walls and a wooden floor. Wide wooden pillars are scattered throughout the inside with decorative metal bands and carvings on them, though their purpose only appears to be ornamental.

There are dozens of benches and long wooden tables with dozens of people sitting on them But in the middle of the hall sits a huge, circular table with a fire pit in the middle that is lit into a blaze during important meetings.

Over the fire pit hangs four statues a hound, raven, Serpent, and crow. At the very end of the hall, Jarl is sitting in his chair, They were disguising the information they got from the king.

The door of the great hall slams open a woman enters the hall she shouts out "chieftain your wife has given birth!" The Jarl stands up and shouts " This wonderful news by the gods we must slaughter most of the thralls! brother lets us sacrifice go!"

The barbarians in the hall charge out of the hall with their jarl, A great howling mob of Barbarians The Jarl is in front of the thralls he tells them "You will be hunted for a celebration of my child so if you escape you are free! Now run!"

The Jarl calls for his War leader a man in heavily armour arrives he says "My chieftain what do want me you do?" The Jarl replies " l want you to bring my wife and my new child to the great hall."

The man surprised celebrates the chieftain and goes to do his duty, The hunters start slaughtering the thrall's bodies impaled and their screams echoed in the sky seeming to voice out to the gods.

Jarl made it back to the hall and sees his wife and his child he turns around and tells everyone to get in the hall; People rush inside the hall and take their seats and wait to hear the news, and Jarl gets to his wife and asks to see the child. She passes the child to him and Jarl's eyes increase in wonder you see the joy in his eyes and he sheds a tear down his eye, His wife hugs him and they enjoy the moment.

The people whisper and chatter among themselves and Jarl starts the announcement "My child has been born [he raises his child in the air] it is time to name him and baptise him." The war leader makes it to the Jarl holding a bowl full of blood jarl dips his fingers into the bowl of blood and sprinkles it over the child and The jarl waves his hand making the shape of symbolizing the gods the jarl speaks "My child your name will be Utvalde you grow and make name for yourself one day."

Jarl puts his son in a crib, The tribe starts picking out gifts for utvalde and they go in line and present their gifts; The jarl and his wife are happy that they have a son who will receive many gifts from the tribal people are presenting their items; wooden weapons for the child and wonderful woven clothes for him to wear.

Then thunder strikes and winds blow which opens the doors of the hall and the windows, A raven enters the hall screeching and lands on top of the crib rail. The Jarl and his wife see this event and just watch to see what will happen, The raven moves its head to the side to look at the child Utvalde looks at the raven with curiosity and wonder.

The raven looked surprised somehow looking at the child wondering why it won't cry, The raven puts its beak on the child's head and then flies up disappearing into blue and pink flames the ash falls onto the child turning blue and then fading.

The Jarl and the tribe celebrate the Raven god by giving a gift to the child, The ground shakes around the child's crib and flames rise with sounds of screams from endless battles appearing out from the flame it then fades.

Purple light and mist then ooze from the alcohol of the tribe men with sounds of laughter and banter similes appearing from the light. The laughter and banter slowly disappear and buzzing can be heard in the distance, The tribe people wonder what it is,

Then flies enter in a mass swarm circulating the crib chanting as one with dark voices "blood and guts! Boils, bogeys, rot and pus! Blisters, fevers, weeping sores!" and Then the flies dye fall onto the ground then rot away.

Utvalde body changes with marks of the gods on his skin dimly glowing, The tribe celebrate that the gods have appeared and given signs or gifts Jarl looks at this moment and cheers out loud "My son has gained the attention of the gods, wonderful sight this is brothers drink and be merry!" Jarl looks at his wife and said to her " We have done well my dear our child will grow and be strong".

She replies " Yes my dear he will be just like you, and he needs your guidance and our teaching to live in this harsh world we live in."

Outside of the hall, we can see the light of laughter and banter of the tribe but further past the wastes demons and champions alike have heard of their god's voices they laugh and slaughter, celebrate a new coming or a chosen or something greater.