⚔️Serberia

For Veserod, this morning began with a nightmare about a giant stone bear, entangled in slimy vines, with Gungnir hanging upside down from a tree branch, observing the scene and nodding approvingly. The old man's face was not visible because his long beard completely covered it, but from the creaking sounds he made, it could be understood that he was pleased with this lesson for his ward. "Every leader sooner or later goes through something like this," he creaks, rubbing his hands. Veserod didn't watch the strange dream any further, forced himself to open his eyes, and came to his senses. After gathering himself, he decided to clear his head and headed towards Gungnir to clarify some points, trying not to think about what had given him such a dream.