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The Winterfolk are three great tribes - the mystic Kallevesi, the bold Steinr and the clever Suaq - wrought into a single mighty nation. Their banner flies the three rings joined together - three peoples bound with one breath, three voices raised together against the storm. Strength, wisdom, cunning entwined together to form an unbreakable cord.
The Winterfolk are three great tribes - the mystic Kallevesi, the bold Steinr and the clever Suaq - wrought into a single mighty nation. Their banner flies the three rings joined together - three peoples bound with one breath, three voices raised together against the storm. Strength, wisdom, cunning entwined together to form an unbreakable cord.


Wise shamans untangle the skeins to peer into the future. The Thanes appoint bannermen to lead the warriors to battle. The Grimnirs, forbidden from battle by sacred oath, minister to the wounded. All the while, the stormcrows watch, keeping the peoples [[courage]] in place and ensuring that no oath goes unheard or unkept. At the end, the scops gather up the dead, raising them up in song and poem, so that their deeds will echo through the halls of the dead.
Wise shamans untangle the skeins to peer into the future. The Thanes appoint bannermen to lead the warriors to battle. The Grimnirs, forbidden from battle by sacred oath, minister to the wounded. All the while, the stormcrows watch, keeping the peoples [[Courage]] in place and ensuring that no oath goes unheard or unkept. At the end, the scops gather up the dead, raising them up in song and poem, so that their deeds will echo through the halls of the dead.


This can be a harsh land, but it does not breed harsh people. Their hone their minds with riddles and mysteries and their souls sing with poetry. They craft beauty for the dreadful arts of war, weaving runes into every axe, shield and helmet. Their wise traditions of weregild and moot laid the foundations of the Empire's law and governance. They are the beating heart of the Empire, and they know that if only the other nations followed their example, the Empire would rule the world.
This can be a harsh land, but it does not breed harsh people. Their hone their minds with riddles and mysteries and their souls sing with poetry. They craft beauty for the dreadful arts of war, weaving runes into every axe, shield and helmet. Their wise traditions of weregild and moot laid the foundations of the Empire's law and governance. They are the beating heart of the Empire, and they know that if only the other nations followed their example, the Empire would rule the world.

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“The storm can never break us.”

Here is Wintermark, where the frozen wind howls down from the eternal storm of Sydanjaa, to face men and women stood shoulder to shoulder, standing steadfast against the cold. Revelling in battle, the indomitable Winterfolk stare down every threat with their heads unbowed, for they know that death is only the long sleep before the dawn. Always courageous, they commit themselves to every challenge, matching wits and weapons against worthy foes, forging victory from adversity on the anvil of the north.

The Winterfolk are three great tribes - the mystic Kallevesi, the bold Steinr and the clever Suaq - wrought into a single mighty nation. Their banner flies the three rings joined together - three peoples bound with one breath, three voices raised together against the storm. Strength, wisdom, cunning entwined together to form an unbreakable cord.

Wise shamans untangle the skeins to peer into the future. The Thanes appoint bannermen to lead the warriors to battle. The Grimnirs, forbidden from battle by sacred oath, minister to the wounded. All the while, the stormcrows watch, keeping the peoples Courage in place and ensuring that no oath goes unheard or unkept. At the end, the scops gather up the dead, raising them up in song and poem, so that their deeds will echo through the halls of the dead.

This can be a harsh land, but it does not breed harsh people. Their hone their minds with riddles and mysteries and their souls sing with poetry. They craft beauty for the dreadful arts of war, weaving runes into every axe, shield and helmet. Their wise traditions of weregild and moot laid the foundations of the Empire's law and governance. They are the beating heart of the Empire, and they know that if only the other nations followed their example, the Empire would rule the world.

Five Things about Wintermark

  • Scions sired by a storm. Wintermark is a harsh land. Mastering it has made us strong.
  • A hero’s tale ends with a good death. We glory in battle; we stand tall and do not skulk from danger.
  • Cold cannot compromise. We do not compromise even with ourselves. Not even age or injury turn us from our undertaking.
  • A hero has a name. We judge others as we judge ourselves – as individuals.
  • Three tears entwined. The three people of the Wintermark are indivisible, they live together and fight as one.

What the Winterfolk are not

  • Vikings. There are no longships, raiders or horned helmets here. Although the Steinr have a similar look, they are closer to Saxons. There is no God of Thunder, or anyone else from the Norse pantheon. It therefore follows there are no Thor's hammers either.
  • Heavy uniform shieldwalls. Each Winterfolk warrior is an individual hero and tends to fight as such, disdaining the regimented ranks of the Highguard chapters.
  • Linguistically redundant. The only word they have for snow is "snow".

The Nation

Core Brief

Further Reading

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