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- Translated transcription: Years pass, and Vébjörg’s courage and daring in battle has reached its peak. Steadily the Nordic shield-maiden’s fame spreads over the southern lands. Then one night Óðinn appears to her and demands that she follow him to the north. The time is near when he will keep his promise and deliver Haraldr’s slayer into her hands.
Slowly the time has ripened for a great confrontation in the northern countries, to which the aged Starkaðr, first among all the demi-gods of war, will come.
All around the chieftains are already dreaming of new honours. The flames of the smithies, where swords and sharp axe blades are being forged, light up the villages.
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