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...