Hodr has a minion!

Uncle Loki the Deyw

Legacy Name: HodrLiesmith

The Glacier Kumos
Owner: KitsuneNoUta

Age: 16 years, 6 months, 2 weeks

Born: July 8th, 2005

Adopted: 16 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: July 8th, 2005 (Legacy)

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  • Level: 6
  • Strength: 10
  • Defense: 12
  • Speed: 11
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 58
  • Books Read: 58
  • Food Eaten: 1
  • Job: Unemployed

"One of the Aesir is named Hodr: he is blind. He is of sufficient strength, but the gods would desire that no occasion
should rise of naming this god, for the work of his hands shall long be held in memory among gods and men."
- The Prose Edda, Brodeur's Translation

"How should one paraphrase Hodr? Thus: by calling him the Blind God, Baldr's Slayer,
Thrower of the Mistletoe, Son of Odin, Companion of Hel, Foe of Vali."
- The Prose Edda, Brodeur's Translation

imageimageimageThere dwelt in Asgard a particular child whose beauty outshone the brightest day. His face bore no blemish; his skin was pink like a newborn's. His hair was fair as the petals of mayweed, his eyes the color of the clearest tropical oceans, and nothing ill could be said of him, for in the eyes of all he was gracious and just and spoke gently. His mother gathered him into her lap and told him what blessings he gave her and even his often stony father would smile upon seeing him. He had the respect and adoration of all he met and his name was Baldr.

And there was another child, Baldr's twin brother, also fair-haired and full of beauty. But the child's eyes, which spoke the palest blue of the winter snow shadows, were sightless from the moment of his birth. Where his brother's muscles tensed with youthful athleticism, the blind one's were soft from little more than the exertion it took to navigate his surroundings. Where one brother succeeded in everything he tried, the other was resigned to never excel at anything. And there were those who laughed and those who were ashamed, and in the halls of the castle not one person gave the blind twin much thought, except for the trickster. And the blind one's name was Hodr.

The Aesir's favorite sport
Is hurling things at Baldur
In all of Valhalla's court
Nobody has time for his brother
A warrior culture is not very kind
to the blind
Aesir's sport is
not for Hod. Val-
halla's men are
strong and bold.
There's no place
for the blind.
(Odin & Frigg)
Baldur out-
shines our
other son.
There's no place
for the blind.

Sassafrass - "Sundown"

Image by Shilimer
Loki took a sprig of mistletoe and fashioned it into the shape of a dart, then went to join the other Aesir, who were making a sport of hurling all manner of weaponry at Baldr. Everything within reach, from blades to buckets, was considered an implement with which to further their play.

Outside the ring of men sat Hodr, Baldr's blind twin, wishing that he could join the fun. Despite the raucous cheering, he turned his head at the sound of footsteps behind him. "Who's there?"

"It's just me: your uncle Loki. Why are you sitting here all alone?"

"I can't join the others. I haven't the first idea where to aim, and I'm weaponless, besides."

"Let me help you," Loki said. "Take this dart, and I'll guide your hand so that you'll be able to do your brother honor alongside the rest."

Hodr took the mistletoe and, guided by Loki, stepped forth and threw it at his brother. The shaft flew straight through Baldr's heart, and he fell to the ground, dead. This was the greatest mischance that has ever befallen among gods and men.


"After [Ragnarok] Baldr shall come thither, and Hodr, from Hel; then all shall sit down together and hold speech with one another, and call to mind their secret wisdom, and speak of those happenings which have been before: of the Midgard Serpent and of Fenris-Wolf." - The Prose Edda, Brodeur's Translation

Pet Treasure

Summer Solstice

By Ice Puzzle Sticker

By Fire Puzzle Sticker

Hammer of the Ghost

Snow Heavy Winter Cloak

Magical Mistletoe

Fresh Mistletoe


Pile of Snow

Aurora Borealis


Seeds of Winter Solstice

Yule Porridge

Pet Friends

Holly King
Fill the hall with laughter, sing a verse in rhyme, in the Spirit of the Time...