1017 - he north wind howls with an icy verb the imminent arrival of winter against the roofs of the cottages of the world of the peoples of the Hippocampus. At this time of year, some migrate and others finish amassing precious provisions for the months of scarcity that lie ahead. But in the land of Garganesh, things are different.

Responding to the call of their only lord, the reiks'ar Morcius Hakasson, the Hundar packs have been converging in recent months towards this region of the Lands of Auquesse, a mystical land saturated with the blood of countless sacrifices for which the cosmic entity that is renowned all fear under the name of Tenemuahc. While some have long believed that this territory is a source of curses, the Hundars perceive things from a completely different angle. For them, it is nothing more and nothing less than a long-desired motherland. Now adorned with the banners of the Hunda'Arda, this place could finally see the glory of future hunts grow. The latest arrivals are now crossing the border and hurrying to reach the domain of Eternal Sun just in time for the festivities of the Akil'ar, "the greatest of hunts" or "the Primordial Hunt". In Hundar tradition, this is the moment when the packs release into the wild a certain number of choice victims that they have captured during the year in order to hunt them one last time. The ultimate goal of the latter is to offer sacrifices to the Great Mother, Hundar, as well as to her son the Savage, in order to appease their hunger sufficiently so that he does not hunt during the winter and avoid that once spring returns, they devour everything in their path.

The celebration of Akil'ar also constitutes a remembrance of the moment when the primordial Beast, Mother-of-All-Monsters, is said to have offered her flesh and her essence to the hunters who venerated her, a devouring which gave birth to the first Hundars. For the first time, the Hundars accepted that some of the Ota'en, the Others, join them for the festivities. So everyone, come and celebrate with them, but also come and feed their Mother Hundar if you want the winter to also be kind to you and the spring to be rich in abundance. And don't forget to offer a gift to the Tenemuahc, if you know what is good for you. But beware! The forests of Garnanesh are never safe. Beware of what lurks in the shadows. Rumors on this subject are numerous... and disappearances are customary. Don't get lost there. And above all, do not stand between the hunters of Akil'ar and their prey... or it will be you who will constitute the meal of honor of the evening

Synopsis

The north wind howls a frozen verb the imminent coming of winter against the roofs of the world's hippocampus peoples. This time of year, some migrants and others finish hoarding valuable supplies ahead of the slump months ahead. But in Garganesh land things are different.

Responding to the call of their only lord, Reiks’ar Morcius Hakasson, the Hundar packs have been converging since recent months to this region of the Terres d’Auquesse, a mystical land dripped with the blood of countless sacrifices that is known to be the cosmic entity that everyone fears under the name of Tenemuahc. If some have long been judging that this territory is a source of curses, the Hundars see things from a completely different angle. For them, this is nothing more nor less a long desired motherland. Now plucked by the oriflames of the Hunda'Arda, this place could finally see the glory of future hunts growing. The latest arrivals have now crossed the border and are eager to win the Eternal Sun realm just in time for the rejoicing of Akil’ar, “The Greatest Hunt” or “The Primordial Hunt.” In Hundar tradition, this is the time when packs release into the wild a number of choice victims they have captured during the year to hunt them down one last time. The ultimate goal of the latter is to offer sacrifices to the Great Mother, Hundar, as well as her son the Savage, in order to satisfy their hunger enough to not hunt during the winter and prevent that once spring returns, they devour everything on their way.

The celebration of Akil’ar is also a commemoration of the moment when the Primordial Beast, Mother-of-All-Monsters, offered her flesh and essence to the hunters who worshiped her, a devotion that gave birth to the first Hundars. For the first time, the Hundars have accepted that some of the Ota’en, the Others, join them in the festivities. Also all, come celebrate with them, but also come feed their Mother Hundar if you desire winter to be also kind to you and spring to be rich in abundance. And don't forget to donate a present to Tenemuahc, if you know what's good for you. But be careful! Garnanesh forests are never safe. Beware what lurks in the shadows. The rumors about this abound... and customary disappearances. Don't get lost in it. And above all, do not stand between Akil'ar hunters and their prey... or it will be you who will make up the dinner of the evening.