The Cold Forest

[Master of Oblivion]

A seemingly endless Forest only occasionally punctuated with lakes and rives. Patches of snow alternate with greener areas, but the air is always cold to the touch. As soon as one arrives they feel they are being watched through the thick brush. No doubt they soon will be, as every manner of predator and great beast walks this land. For the uninitiated it is a harsh and unforgiving land. For those that Strathius has deemed a potential blood brother in the second life, they must survive the quest to find his ever moving camp. A strange style of music fills the area.



Strathius and his chosen hunters travel in the Great Horde. They alternate between stalking and felling the great game of this land and engaging in days long revelries and celebrations.

Welcome to the Great Camp, fellow Divine! Take a Rack of Lamb and a Jar of Mead, and let us converse!