The realm
One long road north. It starts in the quarry vale of Pedreira, runs through iron cities, drowned coasts and the river of the dead, and ends in a cracked sky above the gods.
Where every saga starts.
A wide stone valley of fields, fences and old quarry roads, with the walled town of Hearthmere at its heart. Stray dogs at the gates, wolves past the fields, and bears in the old pines. The first sung stone rose here.
Boss: Old Scar
Lanterns, smoke and a warm forge.
The vale’s market town: thatched cottages, cobbled squares and the guide who greets every newcomer. Trade with Sigrun, arm yourself at Halvard’s and Ingrid’s stalls, and let Brynja the Runesmith carve strength into your steel.
The village that lit the first forge.
The old village east of the vale, where Smith Oda waits for someone brave enough to relight her forge. Wolves and boars roam the farmland, and something with enormous tusks has made the far fields its own.
Boss: Grimtusk
Mind the roots, traveller.
A dense pine forest where Forester Bram keeps the paths clear and the woodcutters keep their axes close. Fine oak and pine for crafting, if the wolves let you work.
Boss: Mossjaw
Copper, iron and something hollow below.
The open-cut stone quarry the vale was named for, split open by the falling stones. Rich copper and iron veins for the smithy, and shard wisps drifting through the cracks.
Boss: The Hollow Mother
Iron walls under the northern lights.
A Nordic walled city of longhouses and timber towers, ringed by frozen wilds. Its gates hold back packs of alpha wolves and frost wisps, and the howl of the great white wolf carries over the walls at night.
Boss: Hrimvarg
The drowned walk the shore at night.
Grey cliffs and the fishing hamlet of Saltvik. Old Torvi keeps the nets dry and the axes sharp, because the shore draugr come up with the tide.
Boss: Skerja
Keep to the lantern-paths.
A black forest of bogs and wights that eats the careless. Wise Ingrid warns of the Moss King, who eats what the forest leaves behind.
Boss: Grendal
Breathe slow, walk slower.
Ice-locked summits where the frost giants count the frozen dead. Rime trolls, ice wraiths and snow wyrms guard the passes.
Boss: Hrimthurs
Everything here burns, even the stone.
Rivers of lava under a red sky. Fire jotnar and magma wyrms roam the ash, and Surt’s spawn waits where the lava runs wildest.
Boss: Surtling
The dead keep their own laws.
Across the Gjallar bridge, where Modgud the Warden questions the living. Draugr lords and grave wyrms walk the pale fields, and a hound guards the gate.
Boss: Garm
The gods test all who come.
The end of the road, reached across the rainbow bridge. Einherjar champions and valkyries stand in the way, and three gods wait at the top, one after another.
Boss: Tyr · Heimdall · Thor
Hold up the sky.
Above the thunder-seat the sky has cracked. Floating islands drift over a sea of cloud, joined by bridges of light, and the gods who hung their halls here have caught the last echo of an old song. The endgame of KAVOR.
Boss: Ymvald, the Sundered Sky