Tales From Yggdrasil

Son av den höge, tyst och tankfull, med mod i strid. Var man finne lycka i liv innan död. Dåren tror han lever för evigt, om strid ej nalkas. Men ålderns höst ger ingen ro trots spjuts frånvaro.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Long ago in Aesir times our heritage was strong. Known through force and sheer, brutal will. We fought whomever crossed our path, for Valhalla we die And Odin smiled and praised our skill. On our knees we did solemnly swear our axes and shields to our lords. In times of need and in times of war, we would stand with the gods facing Yggdrasil's hordes. And so the darkness came, the world were drenched in ice. The Fimbulwinter's howl froze every vein. When we heard the mighty call from Heimdall's gjallarhorn, we turned around and fled in mortal shame. Broken and lost, we were cursed by our choice, and our oath was pummeled into dust. We knew if any Aesirs lived throughout the fight, they would swear a great vengeance on breakers of trust. Fight for what you believe in, or the dead will come for your sword. You're a coward, a traitor, defector, and for this you will join the ranks of the Drauger horde. After the war Baldir stood alive, and he spoke to us through fury and through gloom "You did break your oath now your fate is sealed. You will be the thing man fear when they flee before their doom." Fight for what you believe in, or the dead will come for your sword. You're a coward, a traitor, defector, and for this you will join the ranks of the Drauger horde. You were chosen to fight and die, You were sworn to the Aesir's side. You swore an oath to fight, and yet you choose betrayal.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Dawn of shade awakes, a new threat arrives. A creature hid from human eyes, full of death and hatred. Vile and foul in heart, vengeance in his mind. A monster chained from human eyes, one of Hel created. Chant for your protection, look beyond your fears. A nightmare has escaped its realm, to terrorize mankind. Many will be slaughtered, few will tell the tale. The Gods themselves have made it clear, we're not allowed to fail. A blood-stained day arrives, our banners dance with pride a heathen horde stands proud and still awaiting battle. Now, close your lines, raise your arms and prepare for slaughter. Suddenly the silence dies, the air grows thick of fear, the nightmareborn emerges upon the chosen field. The monster strikes a roar with its hatred to the skies. The shaman priest now chant the runes, the fearsome creature now must die. Born from flesh with Aesir strength, the enemy will fall by my blade. Man and beast must fight once more, for our Aesir faith our foes name will fade. Darkness faces steel, blood-crazed hate will kneel, the battlefield will weep with the blood of thousands. Beast and man will stand, one will rule this land, the fate of all of Midgaard will forge itself today. Born to fight, live to die, the Aesirs gaze with pride when they die. Man has conquered beast once more, victorious we chant our battle cry. Blood.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Beyond the ocean's cold mighty roars, beneath the murky void. In storm-ridden waters, she lies in wait, to drag, to drown and destroy. Ran, scourge of seas, one that makes you drown. Shorten life-breath inside her net, dragging you endlessly down. Once you're caught there is no escape, the waters will soon be your grave. Down to the depths of her halls you'll be dragged, in death you will become her slave. Lured by Ran into the darkened sea. Down to halls of drowned eternally. Claims your death and life beyond all time. Ran do lure and guide your final climb.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Warriors standing still. Awaiting the battlefield. Crows soon will feed. Upon our deadly deed. Cold in blood, darkness floods, as soldiers shorten their breath. Conquer fear, Odin's near, to hail your brutal death. Thunder, starts to roar. Thor, looks for war. Remember, when you fall, your're welcomed to Odin's hall. Call all souls across our realms. Odin's horde. Stand as one and chant the Havamal. Call all souls across our worlds. Prove your worth and abide to Odin's words. Warriors find your fate in your fall. Valhalla's horde. Now fight and die for the Havamal.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Long before time of times, before our kind stood tall. In the midst of emptiness, fire, ice and nothing ruled all Right between Nifelheims coldened grip and the fires from Muspelheim. Two spawned from one will unite once more and form our realms of Nine Ymir now stood from the merging smoke, and Audhumbla came alive. They were the source, through their unity a new world would soon arrive. Realms will awake. Witness the birth of time. Ancient orders soon to break A new age will reach its prime. Call on the force of Ginnungagap. When fire and ice will collide. Mau and beast will be spawned from these, their own fate they shape and decide Ymir did fathered the jotun race, and the scourge of the giants began. Spawned from the salt that was sealed in ice, the dawn era created man. Through Bures legacy, Bor and Bestla gave birth. Through the sons of trinity, the first of the Gods did unearth. See, the beginning of our Yggdrasil. Witness the birth of time. Frost and fire gave us what is real. And the gods would arise to proclaim their new-born prime Minds of Odin, Vile and Ve, shaped what we see as all. Song of Bor made everything, through the mighty Ymir's fall See, the beginning of our Yggdrasil. Witness the birth of all. Ask and Embla shaped the human wheel. And the gods would arise to uphold our one true call. It was the beginning of times, when nothing us did blind. Neither grass nor earth, was to find. No heavens above, just a gap that unfold, The emptiness our world did hold.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025