Fyribua - Fýri Búa

Bathed in mist

Fenrir howls terribly before the doors to Hel. The wolf will break its bonds and run. I know much wisdom, I see deep in the future, all the way to Ragnarök, a dark day for the gods.

Hrym advances from the east with a shield before him, and the Midgard-serpent is in a monstrous rage. The serpent beats the waves, and the eagle screams eagerly, splitting corpses with its pale beak. Naglfar, the giants' ship, is released.

That ship sails from the east, bearing giants over the sea, and Loki is its captain. The giants are coming together with Fenrir, and Loki too is with them on that voyage.

What news from the gods? What news from the elves? All Jotunheim is roaring, the Aesir are in counsel, and the dwarves, creatures of the mountains, tremble by their doors of stone. Have you learned enough yet, Allfather?

Surt comes from the south with a bright light in his hand. Yes, the Sun shines upon the sword in his grasp. The mountains collapse, the trolls fall, men walk the roads to Hel, and the skies divide above.

— Voluspa 47-51

August Ro

The Skogsra, also called the Hulder, live deep in the forest, feasting on the souls of men who follow after them. Skogsra look almost human but can be distinguished by their short tail and a hollowed-out back.

by Stephen & Brett