[it sounds fun, Geir thinks to himself, privately. people employed just to tell you things! Geir is forced to try to get everyone he knows to tell him things instead. he has variable success.

what an odd question from Carmilla, though. why wouldn't a baby monster be expected to keep a low profile?]

I wasn't really forced, but it was easier for us to keep out of the way while we were in Odin's hall. Nobody was really happy to have us around, even if we were still little.

[he grins reminisciently, thinking back.]

The skalds there told great stories.