The Night Siege of Skýgardr
A World of 4EverMore Legend
Long before the gemstones of 4EverMore gleamed under immortal moons, there was a war in the North.
The Vampires of the Blood Eclipse—an ancient and ruthless coven—believed no land in 4EverMore should exist beyond their rule. Their leader, Lord Raelthar the Hollow, was a vampire so old even the shadows feared him. His clan did not seduce, did not enthrall—they took, drained, conquered.
And they set their fangs on Skýgardr.
Raelthar believed no dragon could stand against him. That no Frostborn warrior could resist the cold bite of his army. That the city of ice and wind would shatter beneath his rule.
He did not understand the North.
The Frostborn Do Not Bow.
The night the Blood Eclipse came, they arrived with an army of phantoms, wraiths, and creatures that had not seen daylight in eons. They swarmed Skýgardr like a hurricane of shadows.
But the Frostborn had been waiting.
They did not run.
They did not hide.
They mounted their dragons, and they burned the sky with icefire.
The Blue Dragons—with their wings of endless sky, their breath of frozen starlight—descended upon the vampires like the storm of the gods themselves.
Flames met ice.
Shadows met storm.
And in the end—only Skýgardr remained.
Raelthar was struck down by the Frostborn Queen herself, wielding a blade carved from the heart of the oldest glacier in the realm. His army, broken. His name, lost. His Blood Eclipse, nothing more than a memory swallowed by the snow.
And so, Skýgardr remained eternal.
The Frostborn stood unbroken. Their dragons still soar over the North, watching. Waiting.
And to this day, no vampire dares step into the North.
Because the Frostborn do not forget.
The Frostborn do not bow.
And the dragons never left.
The Legacy of the Frostborn Today
They still exist, far beyond the reach of the gemstone cities and shadowed realms. Their people age slower, their magic is ancient, and their dragons are the last true sky lords of 4EverMore.
They do not seek war. But should war ever come to them again…
The sky will burn blue.
