"The icy winds caused the dark blue sash to blow wildly around his legs. The cold bit into his cheeks as he continued to ascend the lower Hárforn Mountains. The scent of pine could be smelled for miles, as could the sight of the stunted fir trees, constantly blowing as a result of the high winds. Fafnir, as a Huscarl of Sveagaard, had raised his Hird to fight for the High King of Sveagaard against the Troll Hordes of the East. After walking for what seemed like hours, he arrived at a small clearing among the fir trees. Small amounts of snow mixed with the frozen ground around a large stone bearded axe. Said to have been created by the God Tær as a place of worship, the Nords of Sveagaard have been coming to this secret clearing for centuries. Bringing with him a horn of Firjöd, which is an insanely alcoholic drink made from fir tree sap, and an iron sword, Fafnir knelt at the base of the stone. Laying these items against it, he asked Tær for a blessing in the coming war, and headed back down the mountain. Fafnir had received a blessing, as well as visions of Valhall by Tær himself. With this knowledge in his mind, Fafnir headed back down the mountains toward his village..."