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“The test awaits, woman! Do you have the heart of a warrior queen? Or that of a sniveling seamstress? One taste of war and you’ll know the answer. You might lie to your mother, your sisters, and even yourself, but the battlefield always exposes one’s true nature.
When you’ve made your preparations, mount Icefang and ride into battle. From her back, you must rain down a shower of death upon our enemy.”
-Brijana
Brijana at Brunnhildar Village wants you to mount Icefang and shoot 7 Frostworgs and 15 Frost Giants in the Valley of Ancient Winters.

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Quest Giver: Brijana — East of Brunnhildar Village, Storm Peaks [53, 66]
Objective: Mount Icefang and burn 7 Frostworgs and 15 Frost Giants in the Valley of Ancient Winters.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Mounting Up
Burning Targets
Multiple Passes
Aggro Warning
Efficiency Tips
Lore Context
This is your proving ground for earning a Hyldnir warbear. Brijana is testing whether you have “the heart of a warrior queen” by sending you into the Hyldnir’s ongoing feud with the Sons of Hodir frost giants. The Valley of Ancient Winters is where the two sides clash regularly.
The frost giants here are identified as Niffelem, a name that references Dun Niffelem, the stronghold of the Sons of Hodir. These are Thorim’s former allies. By attacking them to earn the Hyldnir’s trust, you’re fighting the very faction you’ll eventually be working alongside later in the chain.
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Vikstone's War Journal“The test awaits, woman!” Brijana’s challenge cut through the mountain wind. “Do you have the heart of a warrior queen? Or that of a sniveling seamstress? One taste of war and you’ll know the answer. You might lie to your mother, your sisters, and even yourself, but the battlefield always exposes one’s true nature.”

She gestured toward the massive bear waiting beside her. “Mount Icefang and ride into battle. From her back, you must rain down a shower of death upon our enemy.”
The warbear’s muscles bunched beneath me as I settled into position, raw power barely contained. Icefang needed no guidance. She surged down into the Valley of Ancient Winters at a dead run, and I nocked the first flaming arrow.
Frost giants scattered as fire bloomed among them. Frostworgs converged and died mid-leap, arrows catching them before they could close. Icefang wove through the chaos without breaking stride, giving me clean angles on target after target. One giant hurled a boulder that passed close enough to feel. I answered with flames that sent him stumbling back through his own footprints.
By the time we circled back, the valley smoked with our passage.
Brijana studied the scorch marks, then me. “Perhaps you do have the heart of a warrior.” A pause. “Time will tell.”