You head northwards.

Your deep fascination with the hulking creatures of the north carries you in the direction of Thuvalrek, the Land of Ice. Hovering above the snow-covered mountains, you summon a particularly prized piece of your collection onto your body. "Threekan-Dul-Yuur". Snowy white fur materializes around your shape along with a black, raw hide and the form of a pointy-snouted skull. Your shamanic-looking garments once belonged to a Tundra Wyrm, whose company you particularly enjoyed, since their species' males are gifted with two, on some occasions even three, slick and large peens that can keep anyone warm in a long glacial night. Sadly, the Wyrm already died after only two weeks of constant copulation, leaving merely its dead shell behind as a trophy for your collection. As much as you love those Wyrms, today, you are out for bigger game. The perfect combination of brute sexual strength and longevity that will grant you a steady supply of lifeforce in its cum, filling you up day by day, hopefully for longer than ever before. You descend to the mountain top, where a fascinatingly rugged creature tears off the limbs of an unfortunate Cave Gorger.