Good vs. Evil

Stories tagged Good vs. Evil:

• The Story of Hrimnir, the Frost Giant of Winter Aug 14, 2025

  

  In the frozen realm of Jotunheim, where ice and snow reign eternal, there lived a mighty frost giant named Hrimnir. Unlike many of his kin who were content to dwell in their icy halls, Hrimnir possessed an insatiable desire to spread the cold grip of winter far beyond his homeland.

  Hrimnir was ancient beyond measure, his beard white as fresh snow and his eyes like chips of glacial ice. His breath could freeze rivers solid, and his footsteps left trails of frost that would never melt. He commanded the winds of the north and could summon blizzards with a mere gesture of his massive hands.

• The Story of King Hrodgar and the Great Hall of Heorot Aug 14, 2025

  

  In the ancient lands of the Danes, there ruled a wise and noble king named Hrodgar. Though not a god of Asgard, his name was known throughout the northern lands, and his reign was one of prosperity and peace. Hrodgar, a descendant of the great Shield Sheafson, was a beloved king, known for his generosity and his prowess in battle.

  To celebrate his success and to create a gathering place for his loyal thanes, Hrodgar decreed the construction of a magnificent mead-hall, the likes of which the world had never seen. He named it Heorot, the “Hall of the Hart,” and it was a sight to behold. Its gables were high, its timbers strong, and its roof shone with gold. Within its walls, laughter and song echoed day and night as Hrodgar shared his wealth with his warriors, bestowing upon them rings and treasures.

• The Story of Surt, the Fire Giant Aug 14, 2025

  

  In the burning realm of Muspelheim, where rivers of lava flow like water and the very air shimmers with heat, there rules a giant of such immense power that even the gods speak his name with a mixture of respect and dread. He is Surt, the Black One, guardian of the flame realm and wielder of a sword so bright it outshines the sun itself.

  Surt is as old as fire itself, having existed since the very beginning of creation when Muspelheim was first formed from the primordial flames. He stands taller than the greatest mountains, his skin black as charcoal but glowing from within with the heat of a thousand forges. His hair and beard are made of living flame, crackling and dancing with every breath he takes.