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Bjorn is the fiercest food-eating champion in the Nordlands. Ham, bacon, and chitlins all fall before his mighty hunger. While travelling to a competition, he was forced to stay the night at Meadgard, an inn, since no one is allowed to travel through the forest. After a few dozen flagons, he began to ask the locals about the forest up ahead. It turns out that the village was beset upon by a greedy and barbarous tax collector, who is so enthusiastic about his position that he has earned the nickname “The Hog.” He and his guards prowl the forest at night, looking to exact their tolls. All Bjorn, who is really feeling it by now, hears is that there is a large and vicious pig in the woods, waiting to be eaten. Against the warnings of the people, Bjorn stumbles into the forest, and into the Hog. All we know that a scuffle ensued, the villagers suddenly found themselves with a hefty tax break, and Bjorn has a new recipe for bacon. Bjorn has made it his mission to free all peoples of the Nordlands from tight-fisted, and tasty, tax collectors.



Hilde serves as an advisor to a political aspirant, Snoki. He’s a trickster and manipulator, but nobody knows it. Snoki’s goal was to win the holy and frosty throne of the village for himself. Scheming and plotting against his rival, Snoki conspired with Hilde to steal the chiefdom in the next election. Luckily for the snowfollowers of the time, Hilde convinces this would-be Viking chief to run on a pro-kraken platform, as she tells him that the people in the village worship the kraken for all the good weather he brings.

The political hopeful Snoki goes public with this campaign, launching it one day from the beach. He is astonished to find that the people revile him, as they do not worship the tentacle beast, but curse him for the destruction he brings to brave Viking sailors and fishers. More surprising than this, however, is the sight of Hilde standing with his opponent in full, ceremonial snow-warrioress dress. As it turns out, she was a plant, a ploy, a trick all this time. Snoki was frozen by this betrayal, and did not struggle as the villagers tied him to a ship and launched him into the sea as an appeasement to the kraken. Tricking the trickster, this Viking’s dreams of chiefdom are dashed, while Hilde has moved one step up the political ladder.



As a child, Gunnr’s father never returned from raiding the candy shores across the sea. His mother could not cope with this loss, and soon wasted away to nothing. Gunnr, with a heavy heart, ran into the craggy passes of Mt. Snoding. He would have perished, were it not for a kindly mother moose who brought him in, and treated him as her own calf. She raised him there, in a forgotten temple she had made her home.

However, Gunnr’s days of snowball fights and moose milk would soon come to an end. On a cold and blustery night, he, having learned moose-speak long ago, heard his mother calling for help. He rushed to her aid, finding strange men of snow-flesh attacking her with branchy arms. He ran to her rescue, reducing the snow people into flakes. Gunnr brought his moose mother back to their temple deep within the mountains.

Nursing the noble beast back to health, Gunnr made a hard decision. He knew that the men of snow must be defeated. In that abandoned temple to Thor, he trained his body, and his mind, to become one with the moose. He donned the antlers of the moose, to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. Fear the dark, snowmen. For the moose comes.



It happened one night, when strange lights danced in the sky. Leif stood, transfixed by their glow, until he was enveloped by a shining beam of light. He closed his eyes, and came to inside a strange longship. Grey men with large heads stood around him. They had shaved his head, and when they touched him, he felt every emotion in its purest form. Was this Valhalla? Asgard? Or somewhere else in the many realms of the Great Tree?

Leif did not have time to find out. He opened his eyes and found himself back under the stars, as one particularly bright light blossomed, then vanished. The Viking warrior tried to convince his thanes that what he saw was true, and not a mushroom-induced fantasy, or that he had invented a story to explain his bad haircut. Now, Leif has vowed to gain pledges of gold from the other Viking chieftains, to fund the construction of a special longship, which can search the stars for the Grey Ones…


For the combat cosplayer or attack attire aficionado, these suits offer special abilities to those that want some flair when they are walking the political red carpet:

Alien Suit

The only way to overcome the probing is to become the prober. That and to fire telekinetic blasts at them.

Chicken Suit

Whether you prefer Buffalo Bjorn or Nordic-Fried, this poultry outfit is sure to please. More of a breakfast person? Watch out for the mondo egg!

Fish Suit

The leaping grace of the salmon and the subtle energy of the minnow become yours when wearing this suit.

Gummi Bear Suit

Fruit-flavored apparel that lets you leap-slam and deal more damage than it’s sugar-free brethren.

Sleipnir Suit

Unleash hoofed hurricanes of hurt with this snazzy attire.

Snowman Suit

This was once worn by ancient Viking investigative journalist Snovi Sturrlson, during his documentary of the frosty followers of Snodin.

Statue Suit

For those who want that "sculpted" look without all that exercise nonsense. Also for those who want beams of energy to plunge into their enemies.

Tankard Suit

Like a warrior whose sword is an extension of his arm, become the drunk whose cup is one with his body.

Tiki Suit

Feeling lucky? Well, change that with this cursed costume! Randomized elemental fury does not choose favorites!


Horses are so mainstream. Motorcycles haven’t been invented. These critters allow Vikings to enter the voting booth (i.e. arena) in style:


Find out where the term "road hog" came from when you piggyback on this porker. Just don’t mention the hambone around him.


Tentacle propulsion is a guilt-free, 100% clean way to travel. Can't say the same for the ink squirts.


Get a hold of one of these babies and find out what all your Canadian friends are raving aboot.


This chap is here from the Lupine Anti-Defamation League, and is offering his services if the winner will help his cause fighting all the negative stereotypes perpetuated through ancient myths, fairy tales, folklore, and the theatrical releases of a certain (to remain unnamed) animation company.


Some conflicts can be resolved by a municipal judge. Others need to be taken to a superior court where trail by combat is the only form of adjudication:


Cosmic Trees? Rainbow Bridges? I think someone must have spiked your mead, man.


For fans of the Big Rock Candy Mountain, this level is sure to please your sweet tooth.


In addition to launching longships off to pillage faraway lands, this beach is also home to the great Tiki statues, obelisks of fate, wonder, and elemental fun.


This woodsy retreat is also home to underground caverns. No matter what happens, one things is for sure: you are gonna smash ALL those pots.


Pounding waves, piles of loot, and a sail proudly depicting the official food of the Viking Democracy make this vessel fit for a king or other political hopeful.

Longship Kraken

Stray too far in the darkened sea and you will come across the dreaded tentacles of this great beast. Don’t be fooled though. He really just wants a high five.


This mead hall is the number one place for post-battle feasting and art appreciation. If you're interested, mention the secret phrase "Snodin" to get the "basement special" experience.

Mount Snodin

The holiest of sacred places, this frosty spire is a tribute to the snowiest of Viking gods.


What could be better than a mosiac of Jormundgandr and Thor for those debates which demand the most epic surroundings for conflict resolution?


Those brave departed souls worthy of serving in the final cosmic battle are greeted by these triumphant statues and mighty waterfalls. Enjoy the scenery as you await the end of days!