Within the heart of Valkenhiem, a large fort stands proudly amidst snow-covered pine trees. The wood walls, adorned with frost and icicles, bear the weight of the season. Smoke rises from roaring hearths within, creating a warm contrast against the cold. Snowflakes gently blanket the thatched roofs, and the chilling wind carries the distant echoes of warriors training, their breath visible in the crisp air.

Eyeing you in particular is a muscular woman, a Raider, a Dane Axe strapped on her back…