Inside the mead hall are long tables lighted dimly with hanging fire lamps. Humans even vampires and werewolves gather in this place. This is the center place outside Scandanavia. No one knows who built this hall. Hersays said this was built by a previous human king for the purpose of commerce, but now, this hall seemed to appear like a tavern. Different creatures of different places go here to have a drink, and most present are the Viking wolves. This is Rain's first time coming here. She wants to unwind. The atmosphere in her pack lately was stressful, again. None is blaming her for the commotion on the sacrifice night, but this time, her abilities are being measured and worst ridiculed. Her pack witnessed how she was no match with Akash - the fire wolf. She's used to being treated by her pack this way. Her pack and the elders in it were always difficult to please. Rain quietly entered the mead hall. This time, she's not in her priestess suit. Instead, she's clothed in algae gree
" Priestess!" Rain's beta arrived in a hurry. Gamir was sweating in his furry tunic looking like he had just come from chaos. Recently, Rain ordered her ever-loyal beta to spy on Ofedin, to know the fire wolf's weakness especially. Now he has arrived. "What is it?" " Priestess, Ofedin is expecting nice weather this season""Nice weather?"" Yes, the entire pack is preparing rituals for the weather god. They're asking for good weather on their harvest day," Gamir informed her. Rain's eyes sparkled. Her lips curved up for a menacing grin. An idea came to her thoughts. It's payback time. Rain thought to herself. " That's not gonna happen," she said to Gamir. Beneath the huge boulder rocks is Rain. This spot here is just enough for her to have a clear view of the entire village of Ofedin. None can sense her presence. No one knows she's at the top watching the pack of the fire wolf. Rain recalls that day, how Akash had an argument with the Rysher. Akash loves her element much tha
Tyr couldn't help but smirk as he listened to the children singing in a winter campfire. Like the old tradition they were singing the warrior song, and of their longings for comfort. He was there hiding behind a tree trunk, watching them in a distance.Minutes after, he heard an adult telling the kids a story about a deity who become a wolf and was known nowadays as Lycan.He could hear audibly how their tone sounds surprised that the wolf was a deity before." Things like that could actually happen?" the kids asked with bewildered faces." Uh...like with our Kings here, some could be outranked," the old man nodded.The voices of their conversation float amidst the snowy air soothing his keen senses.Tyr sighed and puts on his furry hood."The Year 1005, Scandinavia, okay so I was dragged into this time, and into this...world of the humans," he whispered.Tyr began to walk ahead yet his mind was still stuck in a certain time and place.Valhalla, some say is a place where the heroes
Twenty years later" My King the Longship had arrived!" the dregil ( runner, servant) announces.Balthar rose from his seat." Let them come in!" he muttered sounding excited.Who wouldn't get excited about this? In the longship was the visitor he had wanted for a long to visit his kingdom." They've got lots of weapons and golds!" the dregil exclaimed.But it's not the gold that he wanted, but Rhysher's favor. A friendship and an alliance of both of their kingdoms.Who would not want to be an ally with the Lycan Blood Kingdom? It is the strongest kingdom in the entire Scandanavia known for its advanced weapons, and most of all, it is feared by all because of its King that was rumored to be an immortal monster who shapeshift under a full moon sky. Well, that's what they heard the old folks say, but he doesn't care. It's a security to be feared up, and he can ride on with him on that fear." Balthar!!" Rhysher greeted him with a fusts bump and a wide smile." Thank you for the pres
People died, kingdoms end, new generation arises, but he, being immortal continues, and has no choice but to watch the rise and end of every civilization, and to bear a new name in each era." Thousand years...I am already waiting for a thousand years, and yet not even a shadow of Cybele had I seen," Rhysher sighed.I have already met the guardian of the water and fire, and recently the wind...there's still one I am looking for...the earth guardian. He thought to himself.After my fall, the messenger sent me a recent prophesy that my bride would possess some of my natural powers due to that incident I did before I drifted away, that day in Valhalla, and that would serve as a sign for me that she's the one. Yet, the problem is that later some time we found out there were four of them who were born with such elements of mine. This is getting complicated. If only you have the same face in this lifetime, Cybele. He thinks.Ofedin was known for being a feisty wolf that was given with powe
" So, who's the reborn of Cybele among them?" Farkas asked.Rhysher placed first an arrow before replying, " I don't know yet," he said releasing it to the target board.Farkas cheered seeing he'd made a bullseye." Still good huh!" he commented." Of course!"" But not that good in eyeing the goddess huh?" Farkas said.Rhysher lowered his bow and glared at him." Uh...just kidding!" Farkas chuckled." Anyway...are you sure you will identify her? Isn't the prophecy said..."" The prophecy is just a prophecy," he butted in, interrupting what Farkas was supposed to say." Nothing can come between us. Not even Valhalla. Not even destiny!" Rhysher said with all conviction.There was a pause.Farkas stared at his friend.If not for him, he would have settled in Valhalla instead of pretending to be a beta wolf in this human world." Yeah...I am confident in you, but the question is, who among the elemental wolves is a friend, a lover, or an enemy? You know you should see them well,"
A Flashback20 years ago in the ScholaroShe was 10 years old then, and she remembers that day that changed her life. The frozen ground penetrates her feet as she was running barefoot in that icy forest. It was as if she had drawn all out of her strength just to get away from that place.That was dreadful.She heard the distant voices of her predator. The more that her heart was racing fast when she heard them following the trail of her own blood which she made on the ice-cold.That was the day she wished she would grow up fast so she could defend herself.That day she realized how difficult it is to be a pup, a she-wolf pup actually.She heard from their conversations that they were the Night Flyers, a group of vampires whose hobby is to hunt when it's a dark moon.She continued to run swiftly as she could. Her eyes beamed when saw the boundary just a few efforts away. But then, just when she was near to the salvation that she hoped for, she felt someone grab her back and drag her a
" So, who's the reborn of Cybele among them?" Farkas asked.Rhysher placed first an arrow before replying, " I don't know yet," he said releasing it to the target board.Farkas cheered seeing he'd made a bullseye." Still good huh!" he commented." Of course!"" But not that good in eyeing the goddess huh?" Farkas said.Rhysher lowered his bow and glared at him." Uh...just kidding!" Farkas chuckled." Anyway...are you sure you will identify her? Isn't the prophecy said..."" The prophecy is just a prophecy," he butted in, interrupting what Farkas was supposed to say." Nothing can come between us. Not even Valhalla. Not even destiny!" Rhysher said with all conviction.There was a pause.Farkas stared at his friend.If not for him, he would have settled in Valhalla instead of pretending to be a beta wolf in this human world." Yeah...I am confident in you, but the question is, who among the elemental wolves is a friend, a lover, or an enemy? You know you should see them well,"
" Priestess!" Rain's beta arrived in a hurry. Gamir was sweating in his furry tunic looking like he had just come from chaos. Recently, Rain ordered her ever-loyal beta to spy on Ofedin, to know the fire wolf's weakness especially. Now he has arrived. "What is it?" " Priestess, Ofedin is expecting nice weather this season""Nice weather?"" Yes, the entire pack is preparing rituals for the weather god. They're asking for good weather on their harvest day," Gamir informed her. Rain's eyes sparkled. Her lips curved up for a menacing grin. An idea came to her thoughts. It's payback time. Rain thought to herself. " That's not gonna happen," she said to Gamir. Beneath the huge boulder rocks is Rain. This spot here is just enough for her to have a clear view of the entire village of Ofedin. None can sense her presence. No one knows she's at the top watching the pack of the fire wolf. Rain recalls that day, how Akash had an argument with the Rysher. Akash loves her element much tha
Inside the mead hall are long tables lighted dimly with hanging fire lamps. Humans even vampires and werewolves gather in this place. This is the center place outside Scandanavia. No one knows who built this hall. Hersays said this was built by a previous human king for the purpose of commerce, but now, this hall seemed to appear like a tavern. Different creatures of different places go here to have a drink, and most present are the Viking wolves. This is Rain's first time coming here. She wants to unwind. The atmosphere in her pack lately was stressful, again. None is blaming her for the commotion on the sacrifice night, but this time, her abilities are being measured and worst ridiculed. Her pack witnessed how she was no match with Akash - the fire wolf. She's used to being treated by her pack this way. Her pack and the elders in it were always difficult to please. Rain quietly entered the mead hall. This time, she's not in her priestess suit. Instead, she's clothed in algae gree
Why is he upset? Rain asked herself, wondering. Lately, the Lycan King seemed disturbed. He seemed to be fixated on one thing. Ever since that earthquake in the land happened he seemed to be busy. He's always out of the kingdom, searching. What is it? Rain thought to herself. The royal guards greeted her as she entered the throne hall. Her closeness with the Lycan King gives her access to the palace. And also, who would doubt her? Aside from that this Lycan land has been like her second home, she has got that meek aura in which anyone would not doubt she's capable of evil. People would always say she can't even kill a bug, or she can't even defend herself in combat how much more of doing harm? Because of that, she had gained the trust of the people here, in the Lycan King's land. " What brought you here, water wolf?" Rain got a bit awkward. She pauses on her track for a while. Rysher sounds serious today. He was there sitting on a high seat located in the middle of the hall, in f
It's the end of moon phases, in this season the Ultima of the Howling Valley will either hibernate in her hideaway or will get her face covered until the moon phase pass. This time, Gaia choose to do them later.For some reasons most people don't understand, she usually spends time for herself stuff like this. She calls this resting. And for her resting includes seclusion, that's the time to gather herself and cultivate her energy. This is what she learned from the element she was born with - that even the strong should rest to become even stronger. She's following that mantra. Thanks to her Trainor in Scholaro.Today is her second day of rest.But it seems like her plans for today are not gonna work out for there is a sudden interruption. She saw her trusted servant rushing with a frightened face." What is it?" she inquired.The servant's lips were shaking. And before she could hear a reply, a sound crashes in their midst. She was quick to raise a shield on them.When the force fad
"Have you gotten my message? " yelled a voice from behind him.A woman emerged from the shadows and glided beautifully towards Odin in a regal and unhurried manner. Odin jerked, then turned. As was appropriate for an exalted figurehead, Cybele barged in there in his sanctuary in all her glory, dressed to the nines. She wore a simple garment of pleated linen that was gracefully draped around her body and bejeweled with strings of pearls. The dress was fastened to her shoulders with gold clasps, and as she moved her arms, the numerous rings and bangles she was wearing made a lovely clinking sound.The setting star hung directly behind her, its golden light cutting a seductive figure through the transparent fabric of her dress, emphasizing her small waist and exuberant breasts and leaving very little to the imagination are the hips. He had no idea how she managed it. The goddess was perfect even in the midst of a war." What's that get up? You know the gates are in trouble!" Odin comment
A FlashbackHooves hit the ground. Her eyes were watery because of the wind that was crushing on her face. The horse was running as if it is certain where it should go. She holds the reins tighter as she goes fast-paced towards the woods deep. She ready her knife in anticipation that she might be caught off." Yaaahhh!!!" Astrid uttered one more loud cry. She was fourteen. And she's not aware of the dangers outside her mother's territory. She should have listened to the oldies' advice not to go to the tavern. Now, she's being chased by some bad guys, and she's heading toward an unknown forest.It started when her scent attracted the attention of some men who were also tavern guests. And so, she's sure these men chasing her are vampires as they were the only ones in this world who could smell their wolf scent." Sh***!" she cussed.It was too late for her to notice that she's gonna bump into the tree trunk. The next thing she knows is she was rolling down the steeped hill and when sh
A FlashbackOfedin is a village in a valley that was surrounded by basalt rocks. The rock itself served as their protection, their walls against intruders. At first, they were just fine with it until people outside developed some advanced tools to penetrate the natural walls of their kingdom. The time comes when even their oldies are a force to battle for their invaders were many, and they were just ordinary unarmed groups of werewolves." If this will continue then our pack must be brave to face our extinction," the pack leader told the wolves of Ofedin.Everyone fell into silence.They couldn't say a word.In these times when one kingdom gains power through invasion and raids, robbing wealth, and any resources of every kingdom, living was more of survival. And the people of Ofedin know they're at a great disadvantage.Though they know how to wield swords, they don't have sufficient weapons to do so, plus their kingdom is in starvation this time.It's winter, and hunting is difficul
Long straight jet black hair is Rain of the Eber Isles. She has a pretty vulnerable face, thick full lips, and green expressive eyes. At the first meeting, she could be easily assumed as the kind of girl who's always needing a hero. " Are ready?" her grandmother asked She looked at Rain for a while and fix the veil on her head. Today, at age sixteen she was chosen as the sacrificial priestess, which means she'll be in charge of the ceremony later after the dinner feast. " You're beautiful," he gran smiled. She was pleased. This time, Eber Isles is celebrating a festival as they used to do every at the very first glimpse of a full moon. The wolves in the isles are mostly fishermen. It is usually difficult for them to sail during the full moon because fishes are naturally hiding during this time. Fishes like to feed in the dark. And when the full moon is out, there is too much light for a specific to come to the top. Thus, they celebrate this feast as a way of gratitude to the moo
A Flashback20 years ago in the ScholaroShe was 10 years old then, and she remembers that day that changed her life. The frozen ground penetrates her feet as she was running barefoot in that icy forest. It was as if she had drawn all out of her strength just to get away from that place.That was dreadful.She heard the distant voices of her predator. The more that her heart was racing fast when she heard them following the trail of her own blood which she made on the ice-cold.That was the day she wished she would grow up fast so she could defend herself.That day she realized how difficult it is to be a pup, a she-wolf pup actually.She heard from their conversations that they were the Night Flyers, a group of vampires whose hobby is to hunt when it's a dark moon.She continued to run swiftly as she could. Her eyes beamed when saw the boundary just a few efforts away. But then, just when she was near to the salvation that she hoped for, she felt someone grab her back and drag her a