Kade Halfhand – The voice behind the saga. The flame behind

I am Kade Halfhand.

A skald not of soft parchment, but of iron and storm. I do not chase tales – I carve them, one blow at a time, into the bones of forgotten worlds. My voice is not loud, yet it endures. Through fire, through silence, through ash.

I write of those who stand when others fall, of gods who scheme, and of the thin blade that divides vengeance from ruin. My sagas are stitched with shadow and sorrow – stories for those who have lost something, and found something greater in its place.

Natural Disasters of the Gods is more than a tale, it is a warning, a war cry, a mirror. And it is only the beginning. 

I do not seek to be remembered.

I seek to leave behind something worth remembering.

When I am not binding words in fire, I am a father to five valkyries, husband to a shieldmaiden, and a brother to warriors of spirit.

This is not the end. This is the first strike of the blade.