รูนสโตนของ Deep North

รูนสโตน 1

The Deep North. The final obstacle before I can prove myself worthy.

The trials have been many, and so have the deaths. I have lost friends dear to me.

But at last I am here.

รูนสโตน 2

It seems peaceful enough. So far, the wildlife doesn’t appear to care much for my presence here.

I should be able to gather some valuable resources from them if I need to. It’s my survival or theirs, after all.

รูนสโตน 3

I have to be on my guard. Few places have been peaceful since I first arrived here, and it would be foolish to believe these lands to be different.

No matter how well I fight, I might still be overcome by the inevitable cold of the place.

I’d best find some shelter.

รูนสโตน 4

So far I’ve been left alone. Despite that, I can’t shake the feeling that something is watching me.

รูนสโตน 5

I found an old building, but it was deserted. It’s hard to say for how long, but I don’t believe I’ll find any friends here.

รูนสโตน 6

I don’t like to think about what could have happened, had my axe not been as sharp nor my senses as keen. After all, there is no one left to come to my aid.

I may have lost my companions. But it is for their sake that I must continue. The ruler of these lands must die.

รูนสโตน 7

It’s strange. I can’t help but feel like there should be people here, just waiting to welcome me.

I think the winters looked like this when I was a child, and any moment my father should be welcoming me home. But he isn’t here. No one is.

รูนสโตน 8

I have been haunted by dreams lately, in which I am a raven. On great, black wings I soar across this world that I’ve come to know, but it is not the same.

The landscape has gone from green and fertile to cold and barren. Perhaps it is just this frozen north that has been getting to me. Yet...what if it’s not?

รูนสโตน 9

I know now where I need to go. The Ancestors have pointed me in the direction of the one who rules these lands, the one they tried to keep in chains but whose power now shackles the very world.

If I can just slay this foe, this hateful being, I will have proven myself once and for all.

รูนสโตน 10

The mighty ones who came before us rest here. Tread warily, as their slumber may yet be disturbed.

รูนสโตน 11

Death comes for all, in the end, even the mightiest of warriors. One day you may be counted amongst them.

รูนสโตน 12

Let us honour our ancestors, who carved this world that we now live in. And may they deem us worthy.

รูนสโตน 13

At first this seemed a good home for Ulf, who liked the cold and the snow. Then came the mean little creatures, intent on dragging me below, and I was forced to reconsider.

รูนสโตน 14

If what the raven says is true, there is only one more forsaken I must slay. But what comes after? Will my son truly be returned to me, or I to him?

Astrid raised this stone for her son, should he follow in her footsteps before she gets to see him again.

รูนสโตน 15

These lands seemed so familiar, awakening memories buried deep within our minds. We should have known they were not all that they seemed.

รูนสโตน 16

Heed the words of Kata, who once thought the trolls of the forest were mighty foes. Their kin in these lands are tall as the tallest of towers, and harder than the hardest of stones, but those who manage to slay them stand to reap a glimmering reward.

รูนสโตน 17

When we first arrived here, this place was rich and prosperous. But the winters are colder and longer now, and we fear they might soon take over altogether.

Yet, here we have built our homes and here we have grown our roots, so here it is that we shall stay.

รูนสโตน 18

In the farthest north Where magic dances in the skies Offer to call forth What just below the surface lies

Let the coals burn bright Ancestral wisdom waits for those Who should stand to fight Their elders' mighty blades and bows

รูนสโตน 19

Beware of false trees! Chiming icicles and creaking branches might not just be moving in the wind...

รูนสโตน 20

Signe raised this stone in memory of Eigil, who fell in battle. He had yet to learn that not everything here is as frozen as it first seems.

รูนสโตน 21

Buried beneath the snow, deep within the north, bonds harden like frozen earth as truth begins to thaw.

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