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At length, Sven leads the Lusty Fools to an alpine meadow cloaked in snow that overlooks a great, fog-shrouded ravine cleft in a vast glacier within a broad mountain vale.... Behold the Glacial Rift of the Frost Giant Jarl.... Sven promises to await the heroes' return here at the overlooking meadow for three days and nights before giving them up for lost....
Well, he sounds like a challenge then! Imagine the glory and tales they will tell after we lay him low. And the drinking and women.... Aye.... The skalds shall surely sing great lays of your deeds.... Should you triumph.... Sven leads the Lusty Fools up the winding mountain trails into higher and more rugged alpine terrain....
This Jarl? Is he Big? He's HUGE, my friend.... As tall as three men stacked one atop the other, and his sword of ice be as long as a ship! No other frost giants I've ever seen have been so big!
Iommi-Tyr's cousin, Sven Gunnarsson, is a tracker and ranger of the northern mountains. He offers to guide the Lusty Fools to the the Glacial Rift of the Frost Giant Jarl, Blodrimblad, long the bogeyman of Viking children's nightmares.... Yar, ol' Blodrimblad be a nasty wretch, a great, big, frozen brute of a jotun, wields a sword of ice as long as a longship! Has a pack o' winter wolves as his pets.... And his wives are as nasty as the frost giant menfolk.... |
