Thornhollow

Tucked into the twisted spine of Achas Pass in western Svartalfheim, Thornhollow is a gnarled valley carved between stone and silence. The brambles here have always been. Long before the blight fell, before the tombs were built, before the winds shifted back toward life, they rooted deep into the bones of the land and stayed.
Few walk into Thornhollow with purpose. It lies near the Tomb of Haudh, resting place of Svartalfheim’s greatest heroes, but no trails connect them. No map bothers with its shape. And still, from time to time, those with long memories find their way in.
In Thornhollow, new growth and old memory snarl together. Wind slips low through tangled hollies and blackbark roots, carrying scents of moss, leather, and the bitter green of almost-autumn. It is a place that does not forget—but waits, patient and thorn-wrapped, for those who do.

Smells like wind curling through broken boughs and bramble, where slick roots twist over stone and the scent of leather and loam clings to the chill. Deep in the hollow, beneath bark and bone, the earth dares to breathe again

Limited edition Beard Butters & Candles in the Thornhollow scent coming September 1st, 2025