[seej]

Long centuries have the nobles of Helheim called wise kings weak who would guard the Mouth of Hel. Restless and with greedy eyes they have left their post and let unfortunate products of necrotic incest escape the depths. Helheimers, as you could not keep safe the stewardship appointed to you, we shall do it for you. We have imprisoned you, Knife Bright Insight, in Helheim. Ugly pretender, springing malformed from a cesspool, you think yourself a Lord of Waters? As surely as the stars descend to ocean depths, we shall drive you back down the Mouth of Hel and send down after you a sword to spoil whatever dam gave you issue.