Tales-of-Midgard

The five mages walked slowly on a hidden path in the forest. The sun was still high up in the sky, they had a lot of time till night. They were heading to a road leading to the capital of Fjall, tho their actual target had yet to depart on his journey leading to the city. The plan was rather simple. Fjall had a new king, because the old king died in a hunting accident. His son, King Vaaki, is just 19 years old, with no experience in leading a country, was the ideal target for them. All they had to do is a bit of trickery, and a lot of persuasion, and the pride of royalty would surely succumb to the immense power of their magic abilities. O...

It was late in the afternoon. Prah was walking silently on a forest route getting close to the place where Harmah and the others were currently residing, a small cottage near the border of Straumrheim. This used to be an ideal place for carefree, relaxing vacations, but right now none of them were on vacation. They had no other place to go, so they were either here or stranded somewhere in the forests.Prah arrived right on time, just as she planned. She was precise as usual, but now she was somehow not as confident as usual. Fear still lurked within her heart due to the recent events at Minas Fril. She stood there in front of the door of t...

310 BM, Near Minas Fril, the Capital of FridrIt was the end of a long day, for most people at least, but not for the eight of them. They stood on top of the highest hills near the southern walls of Minas Fril. None of them spoke, but they knew, as the sun was slowly setting they soon had to start the most important discussion of their lives. Will it be as allies of the Fridr household or as enemies was yet to be known, as their leader hasn’t returned back from the grand castle of the all mighty king. One thing was certain: whatever may come, their lives as mages have come to a turning point. They will no longer have the freedom they were s...