 Long ago, as the branches of the great World Tree, Yggdrasil, cast their first shadows over the plains of Asgard, the Norns gathered to bear witness to the foretelling of legend....
Born of horses, raised by wolves and mentored by ravens, known by some as the Laughing Beard, Joe, sought high adventure on Njord's open seas to battle the offspring of of the Jörmungandr. Tough valiant in his efforts the depths would take him and wash him ashore to Vinland, and destiny.....
Over- drunk on the mead of inspiration in the house of hospitable fools Joe found himself feverishly enamored by the art of risting symbols into the flesh or Tattoo as the indigenous peoples named the act. Armed with magnetic chisels forged in the fires of Muspilli by Mjolnir, the great hammer of Thor, needles drawn and ground as fine as Sif's golden hair by dwarves and pigments carried by the springs of the Well of Wyrd, he meets challenge with unabashed laughter and furious glee! Boldly standing on the shoulders of ancestorial Tattooing wisdom with the aid and accompaniment of a Bowmaker's highstrung son, JVallium, they rist with honor till the bittersweet embrace of Valkeries carry them home.......
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