Setting
White capped and stretching across the entirety of the north of Ellaria, the climate is arctic. There are many coves and valleys. Vikings are said to settle here.
Weargtooth Mountains
White capped and stretching across the entirety of the north of Ellaria, the climate is arctic. There are many coves and valleys.
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Weargtooth Mountains is a part of 
Ellaria.
3 Places in Weargtooth Mountains:
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Sinfrost [35]
Dvalinn [23] Dvalinn is the king of the dvergar, a strange species of dwarf known for their craftsmanship and abilities.
Terakon Luvinair [14] A large imposing frost giant
Khale Fewtale [13] A large imposing frost giant
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In the distance the great jotunn took a step into the north of the Groenbogs far east on Ellaria. A groan echoed through the mountains. The pink clouds above grew deeper in their hue. A great shadow was cast over the north of Ellaria as something loomed beyond the clouds. South in the Bez Daha Trees a civilization bloomed, and all across Gaia Champions answered the call. Asvith Thrym, the king of the jotnar, stood posed beneath the stratosphere, his enormous frame blocking out the stars and moons as he looked around slowly with his head above the clouds. He was far too large to notice Frendor as he jumped on the back of Zirkonia, or Sinfrost as he backed away. Nor was he aware of Dvalinn the Dvergar sitting on his big toe inside the ravine, trying to fish for bait. He also was not concerned with the vikings in Iskjerne Bay, or the battles they were engaged in. Asvith only cared about one thing -- destroying the Aesir.
Asvith turned his head slowly looking at the Soja, before Ni'Thorne suddenly got Thrym's attention. As Ni'Thorne descended down into the clouds, two more giants suddenly appeared with him. Thrym the Jotunn spun around slowly, turning his hips and his feet as he swung a curve at not only the Soja but also Mizuho with one swinging overhand corkscrew baseball punch. Though slow, Thrym was mighty and powerful. His fist was made of stone boulders, diamonds, crystals, thick massive roots, shells, bones, iron ore and who knows what? At that moment, the thick roots on his feet would sink into the sand. One foot in Asvith's Ravine, the other in the Tartarean Sea just beyond the mouth of the channel.
As the godly giant answered the calling of Eras, the bridge captain Hiroki would breathe with a sigh of relief as the Soja was suddenly kicked into hyperdrive just before Thrym could smash it with his fist. The Mizuho, however, was not so lucky. They were too slow in evading Thrym's corkscrew punch as his massively jagged knuckles smashed into the orbiting vessel with incredible force. It would be a miracle if anything managed to survive such a strong blow, as Thrym's fist shattered the Mizuho like glass in the sky, causing it to explode into a cloud of dust and space debri. Nothing remained of the hybrid ship.
Asvithrym the Jotunn was now standing face to face with Ni'Thorne the Colossus, a mountain and earth giant of similar size to himself. Thrym narrowed his eyes on Ni'Thorne as he slowly retracted his fist after having thrown a punch. Thrym would sink his massive body in and flare his sides out, trying to make himself seem larger and more powerful than the slightly shorter colossus. He raised his shoulders and widened his arms, holding them out in front of himself in a threatening manner as if preparing to wrestle with Ni'Thorne and the other two giants behind him. Terakon and Fewtal peered over the clouds at him, their own expressions menacing as they stood there posed like statues in fighting positions. At that moment, Thrym roared.
Asvith turned his head slowly looking at the Soja, before Ni'Thorne suddenly got Thrym's attention. As Ni'Thorne descended down into the clouds, two more giants suddenly appeared with him. Thrym the Jotunn spun around slowly, turning his hips and his feet as he swung a curve at not only the Soja but also Mizuho with one swinging overhand corkscrew baseball punch. Though slow, Thrym was mighty and powerful. His fist was made of stone boulders, diamonds, crystals, thick massive roots, shells, bones, iron ore and who knows what? At that moment, the thick roots on his feet would sink into the sand. One foot in Asvith's Ravine, the other in the Tartarean Sea just beyond the mouth of the channel.
As the godly giant answered the calling of Eras, the bridge captain Hiroki would breathe with a sigh of relief as the Soja was suddenly kicked into hyperdrive just before Thrym could smash it with his fist. The Mizuho, however, was not so lucky. They were too slow in evading Thrym's corkscrew punch as his massively jagged knuckles smashed into the orbiting vessel with incredible force. It would be a miracle if anything managed to survive such a strong blow, as Thrym's fist shattered the Mizuho like glass in the sky, causing it to explode into a cloud of dust and space debri. Nothing remained of the hybrid ship.
Asvithrym the Jotunn was now standing face to face with Ni'Thorne the Colossus, a mountain and earth giant of similar size to himself. Thrym narrowed his eyes on Ni'Thorne as he slowly retracted his fist after having thrown a punch. Thrym would sink his massive body in and flare his sides out, trying to make himself seem larger and more powerful than the slightly shorter colossus. He raised his shoulders and widened his arms, holding them out in front of himself in a threatening manner as if preparing to wrestle with Ni'Thorne and the other two giants behind him. Terakon and Fewtal peered over the clouds at him, their own expressions menacing as they stood there posed like statues in fighting positions. At that moment, Thrym roared.
When Asvith's fist collided with the Mizuho, it would not shatter, and the result would be completely different than what he would expect.
The fist careened towards the ship, but smashed some kind of energy field, brilliant shimmering panes of light coalesced out of nothingness, Hyper-dimensional energy easily counteracted the kinetic blow of Thrym's fist. The wings of the Light Hawk could stand up to the divine whims of even the most powerful entities.
As the kinetic energy from the fist dissipated, the panes of light slowly vanished into nothingness, but their brilliance illuminated the darkness of space, and even cast a light onto the surface below.
The Mizuho remained, sitting in orbit, it did not take any action against the Jotuun.
The fist careened towards the ship, but smashed some kind of energy field, brilliant shimmering panes of light coalesced out of nothingness, Hyper-dimensional energy easily counteracted the kinetic blow of Thrym's fist. The wings of the Light Hawk could stand up to the divine whims of even the most powerful entities.
As the kinetic energy from the fist dissipated, the panes of light slowly vanished into nothingness, but their brilliance illuminated the darkness of space, and even cast a light onto the surface below.
The Mizuho remained, sitting in orbit, it did not take any action against the Jotuun.
A turquoise dove appeared, circling around, sent by the hand of Frendor Falcon-Wind, carrying and repeating his message, and ready to hear and bring back a reply.
In the skies above the clouds, a strange shape winked into existence, and began to move slightly, a keen eye could make out it's artificial, bulbous nature.
A great earthquake rumbles deep within the Weargtooth mountains. One peak in particular looked bloated, like a volcano waiting to erupt.
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