The barricade at Dawnway is broken.
The White Tusks lie shattered on the frozen road, their cold-blue eyes extinguished by steel and spell.
But victory only reveals the deeper horror.
In the aftermath of battle, the truth becomes clear: this was not an isolated attack. The undead Sarvasika are not merely risen—they are forged. Sculpted from the dead by an ancient rite of Pohjola. And the one who shapes them still lives.
A single survivor—a dying villager, frostbitten to the bone—shares their final words:
“A masked man… in white fur… walking with the dead…
heading north… toward the glacier caves…”
The description matches the figure from Väinö’s devastating vision:
Wyrmlord Saarvith, bone-masked forger of the White Tusks.
He cannot be allowed to raise more.
He cannot be allowed to complete the ritual.
And the frost-dragon he seeks to awaken must never open its eyes.
Track Wyrmlord Saarvith north into the frozen frontier, locate his necro-forging site within the glacier caves of Pohjola, and eliminate the threat before the White Tusk army rises again.
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