Up onto the overturned keel.
Clamber, with a heart of steel.
Cold is the ocean's spray...
and your death is on its way.
With maidens you have had your way...
Each must die some day.

— I heard they burned down your farm.
— They also slaughtered all our livestock. We have nothing left.
— You are alive. Ragnar is alive. Your children are alive. You have everything left.

Odin gave his eye to acquire knowledge, but I would give far more.

Our whole lives are just stories.