Tales of Mesis; The Lone Cold Mountains

When a northern colony falls silent. Politicians argue. Armies stall. Excuses pile higher than the snowdrifts. So one desperate noble does the unthinkable — he hires mercenaries. Gunther and his company are no heroes. They are veterans, sellswords, survivors of other people’s wars. The job sounds simple: travel north, uncover the cause of the tragedy, eliminate the threat. But the Cold Mountains do not yield simple answers. Something ancient stirs beyond the treeline. Villages lie broken without signs of siege. The air itself feels wrong. And the deeper they march into the frostbitten wilds, the clearer it becomes— This is not bandits.This is not rebellion.This is something older. In the world of Mesis, where blood buys survival and trust is thinner than winter sunlight, steel will be tested, loyalties strained, and not all of them will return. Venture north.The Cold Mountains are waiting.