But Kvasir was not the only one
to disappear after visiting Fjalar and Galar…
When the Giant, Billing, and his wife,
failed to return to Jotunheim their son,
Suttung, set out in search of them…
He watched closely the gloomy features
of the dwarfs as they related another of their
preposterous stories, before seizing
each of them by the throat.
With a dwarf in each fist,
Suttung waded far out to sea,
and then dropped them both on a small rock
which rose just clear of the water.
“It’s too far for you to swim,” he said,
“And when the tide rises…”
Fjalar and Galar exchanged desperate grimaces.
“We have a proposal,” said Fjalar.
“Since we find ourselves here,” said Galar, “We’re
willing to offer you our Greatest Treasure.”
“In return for our lives,” added Fjalar.
Suttung returned the dwarfs to their cave,
where they handed over the two jars
and the cauldron containing Kvasir’s blood.
So, the Giant lumbered back to Jotunheim
and then took the precious liquid
straight to Mount Hnitbjorg where he lived.
Suttung let the Nine Worlds know just what
he had acquired from Fjalar and Galar.
He cut a new chamber
out of the heart of the mountain
and hid the three crocks of mead in it.
Then he set his daughter, Gunnlod,
to guard them day and night,
so that no one might steal the mead of poetry.