Skadhi : Allegiances
Most had walked this road to war before, but a few were going into battle for the first time. Thor had decided that it was time for Magni, Modi, and Thrud, to taste blood in mortal combat. Vidar, who had been warned by his mother Grid, was already halfway to Thrymheim when Gna reached his hall to deliver Odin's command. Hnoss begged her mother to be allowed to, " join in the fun " as she put it, but both Freyja and Odr would not hear of it. Hnoss was very angry, but little Gersemi was glad that her older sister would be staying home with her. The last to be notified, and furthest from Asgard, was Njord of Noatun. He looked Gna in the eyes, after she read him of Odin's message, nodded, and then quickly grabbed his war gear, and hit the road to his wife' s mountain abode.
As the Gods began to assemble at Thrymheim there were two things that were very apparent. First the Vanir, from Vanaheim, were absent. When they were asked by Odin if they would join the Aesir in their battle with the Jotuns, Gullveig flatly refused ! Gullveig, now in charge in Vanaheim, since Njord was sent to Asgard, had never forgiven the Aesir for trying to kill her three times in Odin's hall, told Gna to ride back to Odin and tell the old man that the Vanir were tired of the Asgardians constant calls to war . Odin was disappointed with their reply, but the All - Father was wise enough not to ask Gullveig twice for help, for he also knew that there was still bad blood between them. The second thing that was unmistakable was the presence of the Jotuns. These Jotuns did not come to fight for the Jotuns of Jotunberg, but came to fight along side the Gods. They had switched their allegiances, and would fight for Skadhi, against their own kinsmen.
Grid was the first to arrive at Thrymheim. She walked with her now famous stick, and brandished her magical iron gloves. She was quickly followed by Jarnsaxa, Aurvandil, Groa, and Gymir. The Gods were thankful that some of the Jotun's were willing to fight alongside of them. Though Sif was not altogether happy to see Jarnsaxa. The Gods and Jotuns began at once to help reset the traps, and build new defenses around Thrymheim. As Jarnsaxa was twisting rope for trip lines, Odin called her over, and whispered something into her ear. Jarnsaxa nodded her head in agreement, dropped what she was doing, then mounted her steed and rode away. Sif watched with a keen eye, and though glad she was gone, wondered what she was up to.
Njord of Noatun was the last to arrive. As he walked over the crest of a hill, he saw nearby his wife Skadhi, with Ullr. Skadhi was up in a tree cutting branches off, while Ullr was working on sharpening those branches into spikes. Njord' s eyes narrowed as he heard them giggling as if they were young lovers. Then when Skadhi attempted to come down out of the tree, Ullr grabbed her under the arms, and gently spun her around, and set her on the ground right in front of Njord. " Hello my wife ! " Njord exclaimed with a touch of sarcasm. Ullr let go of her as soon as he saw Njord, but he could tell that the Vanir God, who could calm the winds, was anything but calm at that moment. " If my wife needs a hand it will be I who will help her Archer God ! " Njord said angrily. " Ullr did not back down, but did reply defensively " I was merely helping her down Njord . " Skadhi then chimed in sarcastically : " If my husband were here once in a while I would not need others to assist me, my husband ! " Njord then shot back angrily : " Is that all he was doing ? Assisting you ? " Skadhi gave her husband a fierce look, and was about to slap him when Freyr stepped in between the two, and shaking his head in disappointment said : " Mother,..... Father,..... we have more important things to do right now than to argue about your failed relationship ! Freyja then added : " There will be time to talk later. Now it is time to make plans, and prepare ourselves for the battle to come. " Skadhi and Njord nodded their agreement, but as he walked away Njord shot Ullr a nasty look, which Ullr returned in kind .
- Glenn Bergen, Copyright, 2013.
End Chapter 7
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