In an aggregate of land hovering outside of Niflheimr, Havi woke up in a cave under a tree glowing in blue and walked to its exterior to observe the rocky wasteland below him. His raven familiar Munnin flew above him and squawked, drawing Havi's attention.
- Havi: Munnin!
Munnin squawked again and landed nearby on an animal skull altar. Havi extended his forearm and Munnin hopped to perch on it.
- Havi: When you're near, dear raven, my memory's sharp, my aim unmuddled. Down there, in Niflheimr, things are... less clear...
The High One stared at the snowy mountains at the other side of the chasm.
- Havi: You know I cannot take you. I can barely get myself through the Warding Wall, and only then by abandoning my trusted weapons.
He looked at Munnin.
- Havi: Do not sulk. I will not risk you, for who then would remind me of my purpose?
The raven cawed again, louder, as if talking to him.
- Havi: Yes. Baldr. My son. The Light of the World, locked away in Hel's dark castle.
Munnin flew away while Havi turned and walked back in the direction of a stone beam projecting over the edge by his camp.
- Havi: He was taken too soon. Stolen from us! I shall not rest till I have denied destiny and brought Baldr back from the dead.
In the air, Munnin cawed once more.
- Havi: You're right, Munnin. If it is to be done, best it were done quickly. It is time to go to Hel.
Havi stepped onto the beam and performed a Leap of Faith into a pool down below, entering the cold region of Kaldstad.
Havi waked up in the cave again, rapidly getting up and leaving in a rush, stopping near Munnin's perch. He reached to the ground, grabbing and throwing a bit of dirt in the direction of Helheimr.
- Havi: You think you can keep me out? I pulled your realm out of Ymir's ass! I will send it hurtling back to the Void if I have to!
The All-Father then spitted to the abyss, while a familar voice reached for him in his back.
- Thor: I do not think they can hear you, old man.
Thor slowly approached Havi.
- Havi: Have you come to lend us aind, my son?
- Thor: I have news from home. War rattles the gates of Ásgarðr while you dally in this dream of rescuing Baldr.
His father replied agrily.
- Havi: My whole life I have defied expectations by doing the unthinkable. How could I do any less when your brother's life is at stake?
Thor's beard emitted lightning while thunder could be heard in the sky. Munnin squawks in concordance.
- Thor: My step-brother is dead! There is no life at stake! You are full of advice to all who will listen but deaf to anyone else.
- Havi: Can you name anyone with more wisdom than I? Who has fought and fallen and sacrificed more than I have?
After a brief pause, Thor responded.
- Thor: No.
- Havi: Then I hope you will understand, Son, why I do not take counsel easily.
The God of Thunder crossed his arms.
- Thor: So, you are going back. Back to Niflheimr.
- Havi: As many times as it takes.
Following the conversation, Havi crossed the bridge in front of him, spotting a small tradepost that had been settled at the base of a ritualistic monument near the beam leading into Niflheimr. He then approached a dwarf near one of the tent's tables.
- Havi: Have we met before? There's something familiar about you.
- Nar: Ah. You may have met one of my brothers.
- Havi: Do they live around here?
- Nar: Haha! In a way, in a way. They're dead. Doomed to Niflheimr for... well, let's just say they got into some nasty business.
- Havi: And now you come here to pay homage to them?
- Nar: Ha! I pay them nothing! I come to earn! You see, I have a bond with my brothers, like you with your ravens, but deeper. When I stand at the edge of Niflheimr, I can see what they see. Hear what they hear, smell what they--
- Havi: I understand. But how can this profit you? Or benefit me?
- Nar: I have learned some secrets of the dead. Charms and spells that I offer to you as... Favors. Are you interested? Can I tempt you with a favor?
- Havi: That depends. What are you offering?
The High One looked through eight different available amulets, which he could trade for some memory or thought fragments, and then went on his way.
- Havi: TBA
Thor was leaning on a tree when Havi exited the cave after being defeated, holding an arm against his chest.
- Havi: Each time you cast me out will only make me stronger!
- Havi: You sharpen my will like a dwarf-forged blade! I will slice you from tail to ti--
- Thor: Enough! I've heard this too many times! I cannot bear it any longer!
- Havi: The problem with children is their utter lack of pattience.
- Thor: How can you say that? And who needs patience? When did patience ever win a war?
- Havi: Almost every single time! When preparing for battle--
- Thor: No... No, no more of your... words of... wisdom, just... Please, Father... release me from my oath!
- Havi: Oath? What oath?
- Thor: If I tell you, I will... break it.
- Havi: So break it, if your need is so great. If you swore to be my wet-nurse, to coddle me, then I free you from your bond.
- Thor: I swore upon the head of Jörmungandr, the Midgarðr Serpent, and the... glorious death it will know at my hands.
- Havi: Then tell me true. Will your words cause me to doubt my deeds? Sow suspicion in my thoughts?
- Thor: I cannot say.
- Havi: In that case, I am sorry, Son. I have no wish to burden you with my grief, but you are here, and Baldr is not.
- Thor: Aye.
After being defeated again, Havi walked out of the cave, crossing the bridge leading to a zone of the camp where Thor had been previously resting.
- Havi: You do well to hide behind your monsters, daughter of Loki! If you were here, I would tear you--
- Freyja: No need to grab your weapon, Husband. It is not that kind of visit. We need to talk about Baldr.
- Havi: How honorable! Seems your oath does not stop you from complaining to your mother.
- Havi: So, this troll-tosser told you about Baldr, did he? Or have you been spying on me through your mirrors and pools?
- Freyja: I need neither Thor nor magic. You are on the edge of Niflheimr and look like shit. Of course this is about Baldr. Jötunn are talking with Muspels. Týr thinks they will move on Ásgarðr together.
- Havi: Týr will know what to do, he was War Lord once.
- Freyja: He will take that title again if you are not careful.
- Havi: What care I for titles? Or Jötunn or Muspels? I saw Baldr's body! His light snuffed out! How can I see that same light seated on Hel's dark throne and not take action?
- Freyja: You saw him on Hel's throne? I did not know you had reached her castle.
- Havi: No... I-I did not think I had... I could not remember...
- Havi: Perhaps it was a vision!
- Freyja: You are many things, Lord of Lords, but a seer you are not.
- Thor: His wits are curdled! We should take him home!
- Freyja: I sense a mystery not easily untangled. Ásgarðr will not fall today. I'll stay and learn more before passing judgement.
- Havi: Thank you... for believing in me.
- Freyja: I shall believe what I see. Thank the Fates for gifting me patience.


