Here he was, the son of two giants who were apparently so unremarkable that all we have left are their names, risen to become blood-brother of the most powerful of all the Aesir. The Aesir and Jotnar might have different goals in mind, but they often seem to employ the same means and methods to arrive at them. Quite often, those means or methods were Loki himself. With Lokasenna in mind, I can't help but think that there is nothing so cutting as the cynicism of a frustrated idealist unleashed in full ferment. In the interests of space, my introductory remarks and links to the texts of the Short Voluspa and Haustlong have been moved to their own page.
Art is a lie that tells the truth.
This was originally prepared at the request of the editors of the Midgard Web Lorebook, to give basic information on the Clever One to the general reader. The kennings which were formerly on this page can now be found here. Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Jotuns. Giants, Thor, and Loki An incomplete dialogue touching on various points concerning the aforementioned, to be amended as time allows. This author extends sincere thanks and undying gratitude to all who allow their work to be republished in this forum.