Zoki of clan Brago, wealthiest of the houses, Firic the Theocrat of Clan Eldur, Fjarnor, the Guardian of the Great Glacier three powerful lords vie for the High Queen's favor.
A bond with the new High Queen, Sanhild, could restore my clan to greatness, but I knew I would not be alone in my ambitions. The other clans do not care about our sacrifices, they are eying our lands as spoils to be taken.Īs I approached Midwinter for the coronation, my heart grew heavy. But the price was to high, the peace the clans enjoy now was bought with the lives of our ancestors. When the Commonwealth poured into our lands, we held fast, staining the snow with their blood. We once stood firm, a great wall against invaders from the south.
Whatever it will be, it will be decided now. I start this journal because I want to document for posterity the last days of Clan Varnheim, or its rebirth.
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