Blood & Fur: An Ancient Reckoning

Previously

…He glanced down at the stone, its surface now glowing with a steady, internal luminescence. The symbols seemed to shift, to rearrange themselves, depicting a convergence, a meeting. His own reflection, gaunt and wild, stared back from its polished surface, his eyes burning with an untamed fire. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with peril, but for the first time in a long time, Ragnar felt a flicker of purpose, a nascent hope that the fragmented echoes of his past might finally lead him to a future worth fighting for. He would not let the ancient war consume him, nor his kind. The whispers in the wild had become a call to action, and he, the solitary wolf, would answer.