Land of your ancestors

What will you do if the wolf will devour the sun and the moon, and the hour of Ragnaret will come? Will you get away, screaming face, shifting the answer to strong and wise? Or will you come out - "one against the sky" - so that you can fall in a useless and meaningless struggle in the roots of the world tree growing in a step from your threshold?
Each of the heroes of Sagi responds in its own way and only for itself.
The world of the brewer of Snorry, called a madman, did not collapse in the battle at Nugard, but did not survive. And here Cord"aan O"Flinnakh, Lis, Copper Judge, Mighty Druid and Snorry friend, collects fragments of the old world. Collects those who have lost all, including their notorious chains who are ready to sacrifice themselves by passing a test in the legendary nine castle. Each of the nine participants of the campaign for themselves, but they are all together for peace. Behind the edge of his ancestors, which does not end behind the river or the heather paddle. For his land, for their other they do not have, and there is nowhere to retreat - behind Hel.
Everyone is responsible for itself, but foxes are responsible for everyone. Let the scars add on the heart, and in the hair - gray, let the attempt be torture, - the game is not candle, but torches. And the ninth castle stands its treasures. This is not a question of happiness. This is a matter of honor.
How will you be answered the most meaningless of the questions?