The names of the dwarves that Ivaldi recites are taken directly from the section of the poem ''{{Wiki|Völuspá}}'' in the ''{{Wiki|Poetic Edda}}'' commonly referred to as "''Dvergatal''", or the "Catalogue of Dwarves", which recounts the dwarves made from the remains of [[Ymir]], who is separated into two distinct figures called "Brimir and Blain".
The names of the dwarves that Ivaldi recites are taken directly from the section of the poem ''{{Wiki|Völuspá}}'' in the ''{{Wiki|Poetic Edda}}'' commonly referred to as "''Dvergatal''", or the "Catalogue of Dwarves", which recounts the dwarves made from the remains of [[Ymir]], who is separated into two distinct figures called "Brimir and Blain".
Havi's decision on whether to grant Ivaldi his freedom or his thanks for creating Gleipnir impacts Ivaldi's interaction with him at the start of the memory "[[Binding Fate]]".
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Making his way through Asgard toward Ivaldi's Forge, Havi looked out over the island Indre Holm to see The Builder had already completed the first tier of the tower.
Havi:He has made the base already? The Builder works fast. A bit too fast.
Havi continued on to the forge, inside a cave below the city. There, he found both Ivaldi and the Builder.
Ivaldi:Havi! Tell this rump-cloud that he can't just wander about Asgard, poking his pecker in every cavern he pleases!
Havi approached them.
The Builder:I was only curious, dwarf. I meant no offense. I am merely a seeker of knowledge.
Havi:The dwarves give nothing away for free.
Ivaldi nodded in agreement.
The Builder:Apologies for the distraction, master blacksmith. I'll leave you to your work.
The Builder left the cave.
Ivaldi:Well, what shall I craft for you today, High One? Bottomless breeches for soiling yourself on the battlefield?
Havi:What were you and the Builder discussing?
Havi:Have you ever heard of hugr (mind) magic?
Havi:Do your people believe they will survive the final battle?
Ivaldi:Havi, my gentle jailor. You know we dwarves give nothing away for free. If you want your question answered, I'll need something in return.
Havi:Such as?
Ivaldi:A hidden fact known only to you, Far-Seer, that I may share in your secret knowledge of the world.
Havi:The sun and moon are pulled by two horses across the day and night skies. Skinfaxi and Hrímfaxi are their names. And each morning's dew is the fallen slobber from Hrimfaxi's foaming mouth.
Ivaldi:Curious. Thank you, Havi.
Havi:The winds that blow over the sea are stirred by the wings of a great eagle named Hræsvelgr, who sits at the edge of the sky.
Ivaldi:Interesting indeed. I have often wondered at its source.
Ivaldi:The humans are a hearty people indeed, much stronger than we give them credit for.
Ivaldi:So, you asked what that sack of sheep guts was after? He wanted to know how magic affected your hugr (mind).
Havi:Why would he want to know the effect of magic on my spirit?
Ivaldi:Not just you, Havi. The lot of you! Æsir and Vanir alike. I told him to shovel his shit somewhere else.
Ivaldi:So, you asked about hugr (mind) magic. That is Jötnar business. They can move a man's mind from one place to another. But they only dabble from what I know. Like wee boys playing with fire... don't know a wick from their dick.
Ivaldi:As for your answer, many dwarves will die in the final battle. Ground into earth and reclaimed by the mountains.
Havi:You talk of blood and bone, but I speak of your hugr. (mind) Can your spirit survive when life leaves the body?
Ivaldi:Some say their hugr (mind) enters the items they craft, others believe they live on in song. Personally, I don't give a rat's ass for philosophy.
Ivaldi:Now if that's all you came to know, you can piss off and let me work.
Ivaldi waved Havi off and went back to his anvil, but Havi followed.
Havi:I have one more need. Can you forge me an unbreakable chain?
Ivaldi:Chains are overrated. One weak link and it's worthless. Let me craft a cord that Thor himself could not break.
Havi:It must be strong enough to bind a powerful beast.
Ivaldi:I will sluice my sweat into this cord, Havi. All knowledge I have and skill I own will define it. And what will I get in return?
Havi:My thanks and my hospitality. What more could you need?
Ivaldi rolled his eyes and turned away to a table.
Ivaldi:Bah. You cannot barter with a man who's squeezing your balls.
Havi:You may always return to the Land of Fire, Ivaldi. And die as your brothers did. Roasted on a spit.
Havi:Make good on your claim and your contract is fulfilled.
Ivaldi frowned, suspicious.
Ivaldi:I smell bait, what's the trap?
Havi:No trap, no trickery. Forge me this cord, and you shall be free of my service.
Ivaldi glanced back, silent and solemn, for a moment before looking away again, rubbing the back of his neck.
Ivaldi:Hm... to craft such a cord, I'll need a few impossible ingredients.
Havi:Name them.
Ivaldi:Eye the list there. I have a bear's tendon, a fish's breath, and...
Havi took the list from Ivaldi, looking over it.
Havi:"A cat's footsteps" and "the root of a mountain". How do I find these?
Ivaldi:How the fuck would I know? The riddles will guide you.
Havi:I have no patience for riddles, dwarf.
This clearly offended Ivaldi.
Ivaldi:Those riddles are as ancient as the world. With lore passed down from Nyi and Nithi to Northri and Suthri, Austri and Vestri, Althjof...
Seeing Ivaldi was not about to stop anytime soon, Havi cut him off.
Havi:I understand. I will return shortly.
As Havi walked away, Ivaldi continued his rant.
Ivaldi:Dvalin, Bivor, Bavor, Bombur, Nori, An and Anar, Ai, Mjothvitnir, Veig and Gandalf, Vindalf, Thrainn, Thekk and Thorin, Thror, Vit, and Lit, Nar and Nyrath, Regin and Rathsvith...
Havi turned to look as Freyja stormed down the steps to the forge.
Ivaldi:Don't drag me into this!.'
Ivaldi retreated quickly.
Freyja:The tower is nearly finished!
Havi:Do not fret. The final hours are ticking down.
Freyja:Not fast enough. I feel the jaws of a trap closing upon me.
Havi:Knowing you are in a trap is the first step to avoiding it.
Freyja:You don't care if I'm married off to this Builder, do you?
Havi:You are the Queen of Asgard, the Host of Folkvangr, the shepherd-of-the-slain. Of course I care.
Freyja:Yet you act as if I'm some treasure to be traded about.
Havi:It does not worry me. He would not live beyond his wedding night. You would see to that.
Freyja:Mad Deceiver, I should neuter you and make you his bride!
Havi:Have no fear, Freyja. Whatever things transpire today, you marrying the Builder will not be among them.
Freyja:At least have the sense to admit you betrayed my trust!
Havi:I was wrong to use you like that. I will confront the Builder and pry the truth out of him.
Havi cracked his knuckles.
Freyja:A limp apology, but it will suffice for now.
Freyja paused on her way out.
Freyja:Once the Builder is dealt with, turn your spear on Loki. Every chance he had, he dug us deeper into this mess.
Havi:If Loki is up to something, I will see to it that he is punished, blood-oath be damned.
Outcome
Ivaldi agreed to make the cord Gleipnir after Havi had collected the correct materials.
Behind the scenes
The names of the dwarves that Ivaldi recites are taken directly from the section of the poem Völuspá in the Poetic Edda commonly referred to as "Dvergatal", or the "Catalogue of Dwarves", which recounts the dwarves made from the remains of Ymir, who is separated into two distinct figures called "Brimir and Blain".
Havi's decision on whether to grant Ivaldi his freedom or his thanks for creating Gleipnir impacts Ivaldi's interaction with him at the start of the memory "Binding Fate".