Stars In The Winter
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After getting lost on a, what was presumed to be inhabited, new island, a viking warrior by the name of Roar, with his men, brace the troubles of this uncharted wilderness. Along the way, however, they come into contact with a beast previously only heard of through chronicles and mythological accounts, will this beast be as cold-blooded as it has been depicted though?
Based on the Viking Era, as well as various other mythological creatures not present in the region. If there is a glaring inaccuracy, go ahead and tell me and I will gladly attempt to fix it!
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