Haglvakt

you feel a shiver through your very marrow as you cross into the tundra. the sun's light is cold, daunting, and you doubt you'll feel warmth again. As you trek the perilous terrain, you eventually catch sight of a cave among the sloping hills. you make a break for it, desperate for a escape from the biting winds. but as you step closer, a she-wolf with fur like murky water barricades you fom the secluded caverns. She looks up and down at you, surveying your beaten state, and turns with a sweep of her tail. You follow her cautiously.

As you enter the tunnel, You hear whispers, and detect small holes in the cavern walls. Eyes were peering out from them, gold and blue, black and grey. The fur on your spine tingles, but you keep walking. Eventually the tunnel widens into a main cave, with tunnels on each side, leading to different parts of the den, and assumably outside. The she-wolf from earlier gives a growl, and you meekishly lower your head in submission. But she jerks a paw forward and thrusts your head up.

"you are in the presence of Haglvakt . Have some self respect, and raise your head."

You do as you're told, and the shewolf's eyes gleam with caution, but also admiration.

"welcome."

(i am not norwegian.)



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