Sven comes from a small Varangian tribe. His lands currently suffer from a demonic presence, left there as a direct result of the death of the Frost Giant Jarl pre-Ragnarok. After learning the basics of druidism from his mentor, Sven left the harsh and bitter wilderness he hails from, vowing to come back and eliminate the threat at all costs.
But now, a new threat has arisen:
DM of Gaia: The night before you reach the very edge of the Marshes,
you have the following dream.
DM of Gaia: You are standing at the base of an immense ash tree.
Nikolai: //so like
DM of Gaia: Even the smallest of its roots dwarf you, its trunk is
dozens of feet across and reaches into the sky, and its crown is hidden
by the clouds.
Nikolai: //actually I'm gonna make a priv chat
DM of Gaia: Its lower branches, those that you can see, reach far,
creating a massive green canopy.
root: // invite again?
DM of Gaia: You feel the same discomfort you've been feeling for the
past week.
DM of Gaia: As you look closely, you see... that the roots of the
tree are shrinking back, retreating from the stone and earth upon which
they sit.
Sven: shrinking back into the tree?
DM of Gaia: Yes
DM of Gaia: The roots, as well as the trunk, are apparently...
smoldering, tiny sparks of flame consuming them slowly like embers of a
dying fire
DM of Gaia: You look up, and see that the leaves appear grey-brown,
diseased and frostbitten, and are shriveling
Sven: do I know this tree?
DM of Gaia: You look out into the distance - you notice now that the
tree (and you) stands on a colossal, solitary mountain peak - and see
the following, in various directions
DM of Gaia: //yes hold on that was the knowledge check, will specify
results after description finishes
DM of Gaia: You see... the edge of a forest, where it meets a wide
open steppe
DM of Gaia: There is a massive field of fire, half a mile across or
more
DM of Gaia: The flames reach hundreds of feet into the sky, and are
shot through with massive discharges of lightning
DM of Gaia: The vast firestorm churns and writhes; there are
currents in it, and you can make out vague shapes moving within
DM of Gaia: In another direction, you see another forest
DM of Gaia: At first it seems calm, but you realize soon that it is
sinking; sinking into a vast swamp in its center
DM of Gaia: In a third direction, you see a great city standing on
the bank of a river
DM of Gaia: You find yourself able to see into the earth, beneath
it, and see... something vast and dark and shapeless, slimy and
repulsive, slowly reaching upwards
DM of Gaia: And in the fourth direction, you see a realm of eternal
ice, the sun shining from a cloudless sky, and all across the flat icy
landscape, movement... dark shadows moving across the ice
DM of Gaia: A great crack shatters the ice, and it begins to rise,
as if the ice is being pushed up by something
DM of Gaia: Meanwhile, the great tree next to you continues to
smolder and rot.
DM of Gaia: The dream ends.
DM of Gaia: So
Sven: hmm.
DM of Gaia: You do indeed not only know this tree, but recognize it,
having seen it firsthand
DM of Gaia: It is Yggdrasil, the World Tree.
Sven: do I recognize the four places?
DM of Gaia: Now then
DM of Gaia: You recognize... the second and third
DM of Gaia: It is the Pripet Marshes and Kiev, respectively
Sven: say, pripet marshes and kiev and varangian lands and
such
Sven: ok
DM of Gaia: The first place, you think that might be the southern
edge of the forest south of Kiev, where Siran and the goblin tribes live
Sven: and that forest isn't the one outside of novogorod or
something?
Sven: rather, that
DM of Gaia: But you're not sure
DM of Gaia: Ok
Sven: and Frosty the Snowland wasn't Jotunheim or my homeland
or anything?
DM of Gaia: It was not your homeland and you've never been to
Jotunheim, so it might be that...