Words of the Constant
It contains a mystery.
I prefer to face my enemies awake.
Surely a cousin of Gullinbursti!
This will carry forth the record of my saga.
Hold your tongue, bird!
It has joined Valhalla's choir invisible.
A Norwegian bird of blue.
Pining for Njord.
You talk too much!
It will be a shame to ruin those feathers, meat.
Even in death its eyes stare into my soul.
It has the eyes of Odin.
I cannot tell if it is awake or sleep.
A priceless beauty.
Deceit is the tactic of cowards.
The visage of the Bifrost!
Do you think you can hide from me?
A key for which to open treasures.
It has met its end.
Blessed am I by this creature's sight.
It has fallen into a dream.
This leg will make a fine basher!
Birds of the sea, come from afar.
You cannot run forever!
Pockets of meat.
Thank you Froh for this gift!
These were not made by Froh.
A stone of magic language.
The secretions of a terrible beast!
I can use it to get precious spear and helm materials.
Touch not my gold!
Power gifted by the gods.
It has been bested in battle!
Be you tasty?
Sleep has been victorious!
A beast spirit.
He's battle ready, I can tell.
The pig died with honor, then gave to me this pack.
Normally I like a good roast, but this is not right.
This is savagery.
Loge did not smile upon you this day.
Come out and go to war with me!
I did not think pigs could make houses.
Do you not hunger for battle, pig?
Aflame with the fires of Hel!
A village home worthy of a shield maiden's protection.
Loge's work!
Farming was not my life's calling.
Hel's fire consumes it!
A house for Dwarfish things.