Malmohus
THE LONELY DAUGHTER OF FENRIS BUILDS HER ARMY HERE
With the lands of Skona Ravine and Vanern Swamp still untamed by the people of Midgard, little attention was spared towards Malmohus. It was not until the svartalfar began entering and leaving in increasing number, that the hunters of Midgard took notice.
Stalking their prey into the foggy, wooded hills of Malmohus, they eventually caught up to a svartalf straggler. Pinned to a tree with arrows and wolves snapping at his legs, the young svartalf readily traded knowledge for his life. What the hunters learned would chill them to their core and see them rush back to Jordheim with speed unmatched by even great Odin’s ravens.
What they told king Eirik filled with equal parts fear and glorylust. A spawn of Fenris himself had made her home in the deepest reaches of Malmohus, corrupting the land and its inhabitants to serve her. Such a legendary creature would make for a hunt worthy of several sagas. However, the king would quickly turn his thoughts to the safety of the realm and send the hunters back to meet with the svartalfar and secure an alliance to see this threat driven from the realm (and hopefully its head mounted above the dragon throne of Midgard).
