Runestone mistlands

Runestones and signs

Here lie the Jotunn, most ancient of all Oden's kin and fiercest of all his adversaries. In life they were bringers of ruin but now, in death, they nurture new growth. What is living must die, and what is dead must be born again.

Where the air is thick with magic And the earth is quick with life, The mist breeds wonders.

Trust nothing in the mist. I passed through here in a group of seven people but every time we stopped to count, we counted eight. We do not know who the eighth was, but by morning they were gone.

The Dvergr are the descendants of the great smiths of old, delvers in the deep earth, seekers of hidden treasure. Here in Valheim they mine the bones of the Jotunn and distill eitr, the stuff of magic. If left alone, they are happy with their own plans and care little for the lives of others, but when raised they will defend themselves.

The raven showed me how to make a staff that set my beard on fire. I will meddle no more with such things. Weary of mist and magic, Ulf carved this stone. Now I go to find a less troublesome place.

Heed the words of Ulf and do not take the hats of the short ones from their heads. They have no sense of a jest and the only cure for insulting them is to kill them. Also, their hats do not fit common heads.