Г„gir Apr 2026

"Drink," Ægir commanded, his voice a calm tide. "The sea provides, and the sea takes. Tonight, we drink. Tomorrow, the storms return."

When the shouting grew too loud, Ægir simply tapped his staff against the floor. The sound was a dull thud, but the ocean responded. The walls of the hall groaned. The water outside pressed in, turning the golden light to a bruised purple. The gods fell silent, reminded that they were guests in a realm that did not belong to them. Г„gir

The gods raised their horns. For a moment, there was peace in the depths, while above, the waves crashed against the jagged rocks, singing the song of the giant who ruled the drownings and the dreams of men. "Drink," Ægir commanded, his voice a calm tide