An Uncivil War
( Part Two Of The Ítreksjóð Trilogy )
A Change In Plans
Fjalar gave his brother an odd look before asking :
" What is it brother ? What are you thinking ?! "
Galar grinned from ear to ear.
" We have been contemplating a war with the Earth Dwarves to steal their gold,..... but what if we could obtain their riches without any bloodshed at all ? " he told his brother.
Chert raised his eyebrows hopefully and chimed in :
" If that were possible, I am sure that my brother and sister Dwarves would rather take that path ! " he told the brothers.
Fjalar nodded in agreement with Chert, but frowned while doing so.
" Yes, brother ! But how ? " he asked.
Galar suddenly laughed out loud maniacally ! When he regained his wits he explained.
" We will kidnap Motsognir, and ransom him to the Earth Dwarves for an enormous sum of gold ! "
Fjalar and Chert gave each other worried looks.
" But,.. but,... brother,... Motsognir is revered as a wise holy man by the Earth Dwarves, the Rock Dwarves, and even the Lovarr. Can we really do this !? " Fjalar asked nervously.
Galar's look of joy turned into a scowling frown.
" Of course we can ! It is Motsognir's fault that he chose to live with the Earth Dwarves,..... not ours ! " he exclaimed loudly.
Galar turned to Chert and placed his hands upon his shoulders.
" Take Hnullungur, Gneiss, Skarn, and Rapakivi with you, and bring Motsognir here ! " he commanded.
" Yes, Galar ! " Chert told his commander before he turned and began to leave.
Fjalar, still uncertain as to whether this was the right thing to do, called after the Rock Dwarf before he left.
" Do not hurt Motsognir ! " he yelled.
From a distance Fjalar heard Chert's feint reply.
" I would never hurt the Wise One "
Motsognir and Ivaldi had made it halfway through the valley when suddenly the elder statesman stopped, and with a tug forced his guide to stop as well.
" What is wrong Wise One ? " Ivaldi inquired.
Motsognir placed his finger up to his lips.
" Shhh ! " he whispered to his companion.
Motsognir listened intently for a moment before answering Ivaldi.
" We are being followed . " he told him.
Ivaldi looked around, but he could not see anything.
" If you are right then we need to leave here at once ! " he told Motsognir with a real sense of urgency.
Motsognir shook his head.
" No ! You are an old Dwarf and I am blind. Those who are following us are moving on strong young legs and will be upon us in a very short moment ! " he explained.
Good to his word, four Rock Dwarves, with spears in hand, surrounded them before they had a chance to move. Ivaldi, sounding insulted by their provocative actions, stated who they were, and what their mission was :
" I am Ivaldi the Elder, and this is Motsognir the Wise. We are on a diplomatic mission to see Odin, and you are delaying our plans ! " he told them, trying to sound official.
Chert looked over at his comrades, and they all burst out in laughter !
" Well,.... "Ivaldi the Elder ",.... your plans have changed ! " he explained to him at the point of a spear.
- End Chapter 4
- Next : Chapter 5 : The Ransom Tablet
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