AstriaS 3804 Share Posted March 17, 2022 The City of It was a cold evening when it happened. As she had threatened, the Svarling warmaiden, Vikne, had led her forces on the capital of Varhelm. The warriors brought all manner of implements, from ladders, to hooks, to great northern mammoths. Coming from the north, they made for the walls of Varhelm where the Norlandic defenders and their allies awaited them. The fighting lasted for hours- ballista bolts tore into the flesh of mammoths, men were felled and burned, and the Svarlings’ sorcerous allies invoked their strange devilry. Though the defenders fought with great valor, however, the foreign warriors managed to breach one of the gates and tear through into the city. Flames rose high into the night sky, and many men were felled defending the city and ensuring the unhindered flight of its residents. The once-proud city of Varhelm had fallen to the Svarling horde after three long decades. That would not be the end, however. As the sound of Svarling war horns faded into the night, and the smoke and flames choked the air, those who had been spared the onslaught of the bloody ordeal found new a new mission to carry out: rebuilding. With lumber, bricks and mortar in tow, even as the old capital burned, the Norlanders set to the task of erecting a new home. A home they would go on to name Alisgrad. PHOTO GALLERY Spoiler Builder credits:ElrithSneakybanditProfLionhz Many others! 26 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Javert 5602 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Ragnvald Eiriksson Ruric sighed upon seeing the smoldering ruins of Varhelm whilst atop his steed. All the memories, the battles, it would live on forever in his heart. But now, the Norlandic people needed to move forward, and so did he. Thus, Ragnvald gathered his children and set off towards Alisgrad. Towards a new hope. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fie 2521 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Spoiler it looks quite large again ? 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Narthok 9213 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Manfred smiles as he is informed that the city has been moved closer to the border "Excellent" he would mutter before sending various letter carriers from his chambers 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crymson 480 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Petrel looks down upon the resilience of Norland from the Allfather’s halls with a smile. They would rebuild as always. Norlandic spirit had not wavered. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
satinkira 6034 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Remon coughs a little into his arm, shivering in the snow. He had found the svarling camps deserted, and he cursed his slow pace; too late to stop it. He then travelled to Varhelm, where he found the city flowing with svarlings. Well, there was no point now. The deed was done, the possibility for an alliance gone. The Ferrymen would wash over Norland, and who was to stop them? Fleeing refugees? And so he abandoned Norland. What could he do for the place? Of course, he could assist with their battle against the Ferrymen, but he was not so foolish. Perhaps he would visit Savoy next. He'd heard that something interesting had happened there.. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LatzMomo 2088 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Spoiler Glad it's finally done, good luck with everything guys! Robin places his son's ashes amongst the Volaren tombs in the catacombs. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crevel 4727 Share Posted March 17, 2022 Einar Edvardsson Ruric would, from his tundral cabin, peer down at the city of Alisgrad's construction and observe every now and then. Even at night, he could hear the distant hammering away of the Norlandic labourers as they saw fit to rebuild their city. Growing up in Varhelm for a short time in his youth, he couldn't much remember what was there due to living a self-sufficient albeit hermit lifestyle for most of his life. All he grew to know was the local ecosystem that he found himself living off. He would take some timber that had been previously set aside by the small fireplace that he had fashioned for himself in his cabin, seeing that it was now dry and unaffected by snow, he would use it to carve a new axe handle as he made habitual glances down to the new city of Alisgrad. Aged by small scars and the constant sweat from his brow, he would ponder for just a moment, "Soon's t'a time that I should see wha' is going on over t'ere meself.. maybe." As he continued to carve, he would accidentally graze against his thumb just enough for a drop of blood to stain the snow below. He'd grunt, taking a break from his carving as he looked down at where a pinkie finger used to be on the same hand from decades prior, "No' yet. They've no place for me. Aftah all.. why shoul' I leave when I'm foine here.." He would continue to carve, peeling away the strips of wood that were not needed for his axe to later use as kindling for his fire. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Suicidium 1295 Share Posted March 17, 2022 "KING HALVAR'S CABBAGE FARM WOOOO" Somewhere. Off in the far west, a duke rejoiced a memorial to an old best friend, and his own talented, missed sister. @sarahbarah 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Puglord 191 Share Posted March 17, 2022 “I GO WANDERING FOR A FEW ELVEN WEEKS AND THE WHOLE CITY BURNS “ yelled a random purifier initiate, his two seals on his pauldron as he began to wander the new place he would call home. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Generi 563 Share Posted March 17, 2022 "Oh nie... it's gone. So sad." An uncaring Vildr woman muttered sarcastically to herself while making herself comfortable in the new tavern. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Harbinger 336 Share Posted March 18, 2022 "shag a goat..." Glod mutters "Ter day I decide Ter viset an' Ter citeh be burned Doon?" He begins the long march home, filled with a sadness. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_mady07 1106 Share Posted March 19, 2022 [!] A small raven haired girl smiled brightly, her warm blue irises falling to the city of Varhelms remains into Alisgrad. From the all-fathers gates she continued to peer on, ensuring that her loved ones would find saftey. The greatest bear watching from beyond Almaris Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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