The Fire Dragon's Quest
( Part Three Of The Ítreksjóð Trilogy )
Terror From The Sky !
" Durinn was less than helpful, and if he has lied to me he will pay a steep price for his insolence ! " he told Modi.
As he unfurled his wings, and readied to fly off he finished :
" My intention is to search Svartalfheim for what belongs to me, and if I do not find it here I will travel to Jotunheim to see if it is there ! " he explained.
As Ítreksjóð flapped his wings to get his great bulk of a body off of the ground, Magni and Modi once again had to brace themselves against the whirlwind caused by the dragon's rise into flight, so as not to be blown over.
After Ítreksjóð left Modi turned to Magni and asked :
" Do you know what is worse than a fire breathing dragon? "
Magni, who did not care for his brother's little riddles, shrugged his shoulders, but did not reply.
Despite his brother's indifference, Modi laughed as he told him the answer.
" An angry fire breathing dragon ! "
Ítreksjóð flew over the Rock Dwarves territory, as well as the Lovarr's meadows, but he could not detect the scent of scorched metal anywhere in Svartalfheim. He was now satisfied that Durinn had not lied to him about the coin being in Svartalfheim, but it angered him that the Dwarves and the Jotuns, who had stolen the coin in the first place, now seemed to be playing hide and seek with it. As the great Dragon Lord headed for the mountains he decided that he would be much more forceful with the way he dealt with the Frost Giants.
When Ítreksjóð reached the skies over Jotunheim he spied the blue figures of the Frost Giants below pointing up at him. Even from such a great height the dragon could see the fear and panic that he was causing with his sudden appearance in Jotunheim's cold grey skies. And for some unexplained reason their fear ignited an anger within Ítreksjóð that he could not control !
The Dragon Lord folded his wings and dove for the ground like an eagle hunting a rabbit. When the Frost Giants saw the fire dragon falling from the sky like a meteor they scattered in all directions. Ítreksjóð basked in their terror for a moment before extending his wings and soaring just over the heads of the fleeing Jotuns, who ducked and cowered as he flew by.
Ítreksjóð noticed that many of the Frost Giants ran and hid in their ice homes. The Dragon Lord decided to teach these cold blue creatures a lesson as well, and flew directly over a row of their frozen dwellings. As he passed over each of the houses he let out a long shot of flames that engulfed each structure. When he had blasted the last of them he flapped his wings hard to gain height, and then circled to watch them as they slowly melted.
Jotunheim, however, is a very cold realm, and the houses had only melted about halfway when the frigid temperatures stopped the process and saved the lower sections of the structures from dissolving. The Jotuns, as they emerged from their partially destroyed homes, fully understood the stern warning that the fire dragon had just given them.
The Dragon God circled several more times admiring his handiwork before heading north to the Great Ice Palace. All along the route the Frost Giants pointed to the sky and ran for shelter as he flew overhead. Ítreksjóð had never felt more powerful, and yet something deep inside of him regretted destroying the homes of the Frost Giants. He had come here to Jotunheim to retrieve his coin from Farbauti, and not to terrorize an entire race of beings. The dragon was beginning to understand the self control that Gods, or any superior beings for that matter, had to exercise when dealing with an inferior race. He decided that he would not take his frustration out on the Jotun population, but would instead save his anger for their leader.
Ítreksjóð landed as gracefully as a beast of his immense size could on the steps of the ice palace. With his great tail the dragon pounded on the door. Once, twice, three times. There was no response ! He tried again, this time hitting the door twice as hard as before. Once again no one answered his knocking. The Dragon Lord tried, but he was unable to control his anger any longer. He took in a long deep breath of air, mixed it with the combustible fluid in his lungs, and spewed forth a long and very hot flame. This time Ítreksjóð did not allow the cold air to stop the melting process. He poured his hot breath on the doorway until everything in his way had melted.
Farbauti sat upon his ice throne nervously tapping the arm of the great chair with his finger as he and the Dragon God stared at each other menacingly. Stigandi, who had been ordered away from the ice palace doors by Farbauti just in time, cowered behind his Lord's high - seat and addressed the Asgardian.
" You have not been summoned, nor have you requested an audience with the Lord of the Frost Giants. Therefore you are not welcome here ! " he informed the fire dragon.
Ítreksjóð raised his neck up and spewed forth a very long hot stream of flame that quickly melted the entire roof of the Great Ice Palace. When he was done the fire dragon glowed like a star as he transformed into God form.
" Shut up underling ! I have not come to speak to you ! I am here to do a little business with your Lord and master. " he told Stigandi in a condescending way.
Farbauti leaned forward on his throne and folded his hands together in front of him.
" And why has the fire dragon come to see me ? " he asked as innocently as he could.
Ítreksjóð narrowed his golden - yellow eyes, and pointed a finger at the Frost Giant Lord.
" You have something of mine, and I want it back ! " he screamed violently at the Jotun.
Realizing that his life depended on the way he responded Farbauti remained calm.
" If you are looking for your coin it is not here. " the Frost Giant informed the Asgardian.
Ítreksjóð gave Farbauti an angry stare.
" Durinn told me that he gave the coin to you ! " the Dragon Lord explained.
Farbauti shook his head in disgust.
" Yes ! That little worm tricked me by slipping it into my pocket, but I gave it to my son Loki, who promised to get rid of the cursed coin ! " he told his intrusive visitor.
Ítreksjóð raised his eyebrows, surprised to hear that Loki, Odin's blood brother, had taken the coin.
" And where did your son go to dispose of my property ? " the Asgardian asked.
Farbauti shrugged his shoulders as he replied :
" He heard you coming and vanished before he could tell me. " Farbauti explained.
" Then I must continue the search for what is rightfully mine ! " he told the Frost Giant leader.
The Asgardian once again glowed as he transformed back into dragon form. With a few mighty flaps of his great wings Ítreksjóð rose through the missing roof, and flew off into the distance.
Farbauti turned to Stigandi and breathed a sigh of relief.
" Now the coin is Loki's problem ! " he told the guard who was still partially hiding behind his throne.
- End Chapter 5
- Next : Chapter 6 : To Hel And Back
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2017.