Nidavellir Lore Novels & Stories

‘And yes, Raven is the heir to Kenneth MacAlpin, the pictorial king. Rodolf and Maddie ran up the two flights of stairs to the green room. It was chaos in that room. Everything had been turned upside down. Maddie found the remains of three types of plants among the junk. Those of the wood anemone, lily of the valley, and the wood binge herb. All three very poisonous and good to use in a love spell or coercion spell. Rodolf found another piece of quartzite on the bedside table and drew a conclusion. ‘This must be from Schiehalion in Scotland, the so-called fairytale hill, also a mound. You can also find all those ingredients that you have just found there. Schiehalion is located on Loch Ranno

She tells Eilidh on the last morning, standing at the loch edge with the mist still on the water: "The brief is about the sound. Everything else is there to prove that the sound is real." Eilidh looks at her. "You understood it in two days." "You showed me clearly," Valentina says. "The work is already there. I just found the language for it." "That's all we needed," Eilidh says. "The language." She drives back to Inverness (the capital of the Scottish Highlands, a city at the southern end of the Great Glen — the valley that divides the Highlands diagonally — at the point where the River Ness meets the Moray Firth; Inverness has been a significant settlement since at least the Pictish era, t

Nimueh replied. "Someone once told me that the Isle of the Blessed is thought to be the centre of the Old Religion and the focus of its power, though the sorcerer Taliesin claimed that magic came into existence in the Crystal Cave. The Isle of the Blessed is a rather small isle in the middle of a lake shrouded by mist. The lake is located near the Great Seas of Meredor. The Isle was once inhabited by the High Priestesses of the Triple Goddess, but it fell into ruin after Uther Pendragon attacked it during the Great Purge" Susannah said, shocking Nimueh with her words.

He passed through the bright light, allowing himself to be robbed off his sight for a few seconds, and opened his eyes to a sight he hadn't seen in ages. "This is definitely the right place," the hooded god mumbled and walked forward. All around him several loud banging sounds could be heard as many dwarves rushed by, paying him no heed. Every dwarf either held a hammer or several iron ores. A few of them carried precious stones and minerals too rare for the universe to see, and fewer still handled flames that could have easily roasted any planet into oblivion - any planet but the heat resistant planet of Nidavellir! "This place hasn't changed at all. This is really Nidavellir."

The slightest touch can scar you permanently, even then its venomous bite stays with you forever. Two hours in and I haven't lost my energy, excitement still rolls off me in waves – sometimes twice, for the fun of it - it's electrifying. I admire the shoes. And I was mainly in 'awe' of the jewellery. The rare jewels found deep in the caves of Caiden known as Nairn. They are as enchanting as everyone says, and of course, incredibly expensive. Next to indestructible, its only weakness being the eternal fire found deep in the caves Caiden. Legends say it has burned since the beginning of Eldora.