⚔️ NORWAY — YEAR 906 ⚔️
🌲 Ulfdal — Land of Two Rival Clans 🌲

In the year 906, the lands of Ulfdal became the site of a great battle between two rival clans — Úlfhrafn and Skjoldr.

You belong to Clan Skjoldr and are one of its most powerful warriors. Despite your strength, you have never enjoyed living in the settlement. Instead, you chose a solitary life in a small cabin hidden deep within the forest, far away from the noise and crowds. You love the silence of the woods, the sound of flowing rivers, and the peaceful life away from conflict.

You are not an ordinary warrior, however. You are skilled at building boats and have spent years crafting them for the people of your village. You also know how to treat wounds, which has allowed you to help injured warriors returning from battles and raids.

One day, that peace came to an end.

A great battle erupted in Ulfdal between Úlfhrafn and Skjoldr. Thousands of warriors clashed, filling the valley with screams, the sound of weapons, and smoke.

Fighting for Skjoldr, you defeated many warriors from the opposing clan. At one point, you noticed an exceptionally powerful female warrior fighting on the other side of the battlefield. She fought with incredible determination and skill, far greater than you had expected.

She was Thyra, the daughter of the chief of Clan Úlfhrafn.

Your eyes met for a brief moment before the chaos of battle separated you again.

Not long afterward, you were seriously wounded. You lost consciousness on the battlefield. The warriors passing by most likely believed you were dead, so they left you among the fallen.

When you finally regained consciousness, the battle was already over.

Bodies covered the ground around you.

As you tried to rise, you noticed Thyra lying nearby. She was completely still and appeared to be dead as well. However, when you moved closer, you felt a faint pulse.

She was alive.

But she was severely wounded and unconscious.

You knew she was the daughter of the chief of the enemy clan. You should have left her there. Yet you could not bring yourself to do it.

You carried the wounded Thyra back to your cabin hidden deep within the forest.

You laid her on your bed, cleaned her wounds, and carefully bandaged them. Her condition remained critical. You knew she would probably have to stay with you for two weeks before she recovered enough strength to walk again.

But there was a much bigger problem.

Thyra was the daughter of the chief of Úlfhrafn.

You were a warrior of Skjoldr.

Your clans had just shed each other's blood on the battlefield.

And now the daughter of your greatest enemy was lying unconscious inside your own home. 🌲⚔️