Elon: "Well Steen, I’ve always considered you a smart boy, and quite frankly, I have no clue why you joined the party of this idiot. Can't you see he's ruining this city with his plans to bulldoze everything?"
Steen: Now Elon, what is it. What do you want me to do?
Elon: Steen, I've just heart the other day how Grimmson wants to break down the last sod house near the Thing-Hall. I don't like that, I mean it's part of our heritage, this being one of the first houses to be errected in this city. You have to save it!!
Steen: But why me? And, most important of all, how?
Elon: Steen, your the only one old Grimmson still listens too. He's an ingnorant old stubborn fighter, but if you tell him that you need your own house here in Valholl, I'm sure he might sell it to you!
Steen: Well yes, getting my own place was definetely something I was gonna do. I'll see what I can do!
Elon: Steen, I'm really glad!
As fate has it, Grimmson, who considered Steen the son he never had, let Steen have the house. And Steen actually really liked the place. It was warm, cozy and really close to the Thing Hall as well as the inn. A perfect place, and as it turned out, there was nothing a good carpenter couldn't fix. One good cleaning and he would start living in his snug littel sod house.
However, during this clean-up Steen found something that was going to change his life for the month to come. Behind an old and rotten cupboard he tore out he found an old map.
3 month later, with the last days of the wanig summer, Steen finally arrived at the peak of the "Frozen Moutain" in Northern Mitgardia. It had taken all his will and money to get here, and now he stood at food of his final climb. Amazed he looked up the face to this giant made of ice and rock, where, stuck in the ice, he could see the remains of the once glorious wind temple. However, as he was about to pick his iceaxe, a Yeti stood in the way and shouted scaringly at our exhausted hero!
But Steen knew what to do. Following the advice of this grandfather, had taken two barrels of the fines mead with him that took care of the matter:
"Finally", thought Steen, "this must have been the guardian the old tales warned about. I would have never thought it would be so easy to apease this monster!" So he took his axe and scaled the last meters to the top of the mountain.
Finally he found an entrance to the old temple. He went in, and after a few hours managed to get out again.
Triumphantly he waved the ice cup with the air crystal on top in to the thin and cold mountain air!
Maybe he should have thought twice about it!
The stealing of the air crystal had woken the Northern Wind, the brother and guardian of the air crystal. Filled with rage it started blowing the strongest and coldest ice-storm Mitgardia had ever seen. Would Steen be able to survive the descend with the ice-cup in his hand?
pic of the mountain without Steen and the Northern Wind:
Edited by kabel, 12 May 2012 - 01:14 PM.