Hope

Finding and Talking to Jormungand

EDITED

Third Person POV

Y/n: "Starshine land we need to think of this logically." Starshine lands. Y/n quickly changes and lets the wolves run free for a bit.

Dress:

Y/n: "Okay so the story goes. During a period of peace, Aegir, and Ran, two unusually gracious giants who lived under the sea, invited the gods to a banquet, provided that the gods could bring a cauldron big enough to brew mead for everyone. This was quite an obstacle since gods can put away huge quantities of mead, not to mention the two giants and their nine daughters who would be in attendance! After wracking their brains, the gods thought of the giant Hymir, who had a cauldron large enough to do the job. Thor, young, reckless, and muscley, volunteered to visit Hymir in the perilous realm of Jotunheim and ask to borrow the cauldron. Upon Thor's arrival at his house, Hymir slaughtered three bulls, which he thought would feed them for the length of Thor's visit. But Hymir had underestimated Thor's legendary hunger. The young god ate two of the bulls in one meal, and Hymir angrily announced that they would need to go fishing in the morning for the next day's food. He wasn't going to spare any more of his cattle! In the morning, Hymir sent Thor to find fishing bait. Again, the giant expected Thor would take a few hours hunting for small prey in the forest. Instead, Thor marched into his host's pastures, killed the remainder of his bulls, and cut off their heads to be used as bait. Hymir was infuriated, but after this feat of strength (and irrationality), he was afraid to confront Thor. So off they went in Hymir's fishing boat. Thor put his muscles to good use, rowing them out to Hymir's usual fishing grounds. The bullheads proved to be magnificent bait. Hymir caught two whales, much to his delight, but he was again annoyed to find that Thor was not fishing. Instead, the youngster was just sitting on the board, staring out over the ocean. At last, Hymir told Thor that they could return home, but Thor disobeyed again. He began to row the boat further into the sea. Nervously, Hymir reminded Thor that Jormungand lurked in the dark depths of the ocean. He showed off the whales he had caught and asked to return to shore, saying that the meat would be more than enough to satisfy Thor during his visit (which, Hymir was beginning to hope, would be over soon!) But Thor ignored Hymir and rowed faster and faster, scanning the waves as he went. At last, he dropped the oar, slid one of the bullheads onto an enormous hook, and cast his line into the ocean. There was a moment of tense silence. Then, something jerked on Thor's line so hard that the god almost toppled into the ocean. Quickly, he recovered himself and began reeling as hard as he could, the veins in his muscles popping out all over his arms. Hymir knew that there was only one creature in the ocean strong enough to test Thor: Jormungand, He also knew that if the serpent emerged from the sea, Ragnarok—the end of the world—would begin. Silently, the giant watched the battle between Thor and the unseen monster. Little by little, it seemed that Thor was winning. At last, the serpent's dreadful head emerged from the water, and Thor reached for his hammer. Quick as a wink, Hymir slipped a knife out of his pocket and cut the fishing line. The serpent zoomed back down to the ocean floor, leaving behind waves so huge that the little boat almost capsized. Thor was so furious that he shoved Hymir overboard. Then he rowed back to shore, deposited the two whales outside of Hymir's house, and helped himself to the cauldron he had come to borrow. Still fuming over Jormungand's escape, Thor returned to Asgard." Dagur: That's an interesting story. Starshine: 'Do you remember where Hymir lives you can finally find Jormungand.' Y/n: "I can feel you lurking. You might as well come out." Dagur: "How?" Y/n: "Starshine." Starshine: 'Yes.' Y/n: "Then one-handed Tyr, always truthful, turned to the Thunder God and volunteered, 'My father, the giant Hymir, lives away to the east, beyond the stormy waves of the Elivagar. I know he has a cauldron — a huge cauldron five miles deep.' So we just need to find a way to get Tyr here." Starshine: 'Good luck.' Y/n: "Watch and learn. Heimdall I need Tyr's help can you send him down?!" Starshine: 'Bet you he's going to ignore you.' Tyr comes running towards her from the forest. Tyr: "Hey, Heimdall said you need help." Fenrir gowls loudly as he runs out of the forest and next to Y/n. Y/n: "Fenrir calm down we need his help finding Hymir." Tyr: "Don't you remember Thor shoved him off a boat." Y/n: "Doesn't mean that Jormungand ate him." Tyr: "I don't think he'd want to see anyone related to Thor." Y/n: "Good thing I'm trying to hide from him and Odin." Tyr: "Honestly I don't remember." Y/n: "I'm going after Jormungand and then maybe in a few months Garm." Tyr: "It's like your trying to stop Ragnarok." Y/n: "Who said that?" Tyr: "This way." Dagur: "Umm. Should I go...." Y/n: "What the heck." Tyr: "When did you get here?" Dagur: "I've seriously been here the whole time." Y/n: "Umm. Just go and don't tell anyone what you have seen today." Tyr: " If you bring that snake up you will cause Ragnarok early." Y/n: "I was planning on relocating home to a different planet where he will be free." Tyr: "Impossible." Y/n: "I'm trying to prevent both his and Thor's death." Tyr: "Don't tell me you're finally going to be a good sibling to Thor." Y/n: "Haha. Very funny. I'm doing this for Jormungand." Tyr: "Tell me what you know of Ragnarok." Y/n: "Someday – whenever the Norns, those inscrutable spinners of fate, decree it – there shall come a Great Winter (Old Norse fimbulvetr, sometimes Anglicized as "Fimbulwinter") unlike any other the world has yet seen. The biting winds will blow snows from all directions, and the warmth of the sun will fail, plunging the earth into the unprecedented cold. This winter shall last for the length of three normal winters, with no summers in between. Mankind will become so desperate for food and other necessities of life that all laws and morals will fall away, leaving only the bare struggle for survival. It will be an age of swords and axes; brother will slay brother, father will slay son, and son will slay father. The wolves Skoll and Hati, who have hunted the sun and the moon through the skies since the beginning of time, will at last catch their prey. The stars, too, will disappear, leaving nothing but a black void in the heavens. Yggdrasil, the great tree that holds the cosmos together, will tremble, and all the trees and even the mountains will fall to the ground. The chain that has been holding back the monstrous wolf Fenrir will snap, and the beast will run free. Jormungand, the mighty serpent who dwells at the bottom of the ocean and encircles the land, will rise from the depths, spilling the seas over all the earth as he makes landfall. Loki breaks free (Ernst H. Walther, 1897) These convulsions will shake the ship Naglfar ("Nail Ship"[2]) free from its moorings. This ship, which is made from the fingernails and toenails of dead men and women, will sail easily over the flooded earth. Its crew will be an army of giants, the forces of chaos and destruction. And its captain will be none other than Loki, the traitor to the gods, who will have broken free of the chains in which the gods have bound him. Fenrir, with fire blazing from his eyes and nostrils, will run across the earth, with his lower jaw on the ground and his upper jaw against the top of the sky, devouring everything in his path. Jormungand will spit his venom over all the world, poisoning land, water, and air alike. The dome of the sky will be split, and from the crack shall emerge the fire-giants from Muspelheim. Their leader shall be Surt, with a flaming sword brighter than the sun in his hand. As they march across Bifrost, the rainbow bridge to Asgard, the home of the gods, the bridge will break and fall behind them. An ominous horn blast will ring out; this will be Heimdall, the divine sentry, blowing the Gjallarhorn to announce the arrival of the moment the gods have feared. Odin will anxiously consult the head of Mimir, the wisest of all beings, for counsel. The gods will decide to go to battle, even though they know what the prophecies have foretold concerning the outcome of this clash. They will arm themselves and meet their enemies on a battlefield called Vigrid (Old Norse Vígríðr, "Plain Where Battle Surges"). "Odin and Fenrir, Freyr and Surt" by Emil Doepler. Odin will fight Fenrir, and by his side will be the einherjar, the host of his chosen human warriors whom he has kept in Valhalla for just this moment. Odin and the champions of men will fight more valiantly than anyone has ever fought before. But it will not be enough. Fenrir will swallow Odin and his men. Then one of Odin's sons, Vidar, burning with rage, will charge the beast to avenge his father. On one of his feet will be the shoe that has been crafted for this very purpose; it has been made from all the scraps of leather that human shoemakers have ever discarded, and with it, Vidar will hold open the monster's mouth. Then he will stab his sword through the wolf's throat, killing him. "Thor and the Midgard Serpent" by Emil Doepler (1905) Another wolf, Garm, and the god Tyr will slay each other. Heimdall and Loki will do the same, putting an end to the trickster's treachery, but costing the gods one of their best in the process. The god Freyr and the giant Surt will also be the end of each other. Thor and Jormungand, those age-old foes, will both finally have their chance to kill the other. Thor will succeed in felling the great snake with the blows of his hammer. But the serpent will have covered him in so much venom that he will not be able to stand for much longer; he will take nine paces before falling dead himself and adding his blood to the already-saturated soil of Vigrid. Then the remains of the world will sink into the sea, and there will be nothing left but the void. Creation and all that has occurred since will be completely undone, as if it had never happened. Some say that that is the end of the tale – and all tales, for that matter. But others hold that a new world, green and beautiful, will arise out of the waters. Vidar and a few other gods – Vali, Baldur, Hodr, and Thor's sons Modi and Magni – will survive the downfall of the old world, and will live joyously in the new one. A man and a woman, Lif and Lifthrasir (Old Norse Líf and Lífþrasir, "Life" and "Striving after Life"), will have hidden themselves from the cataclysm in a place called the "Wood of Hoddmimir" (Hoddmímis holt), and will now come out and populate the lush land in which they will find themselves. A new sun, the daughter of the previous one, will rise in the sky. And all of this will be presided over by a new, almighty ruler."