She gazed into the darkness and, intrigued by the sight she saw inside, she came in to investigate. The old woman hobbled up to Loki and peered down at him with rheumy eyes. His back ached from the hard bed and he was in no mood for pleasantries. Loki looked hopeful. If you can answer nine of my riddles I will set you free.
Housewives revere it and make offerings of corn.
Yet her deeds give men courage on the battlefield. I see a single woman seize their treasure and carry it away. Men come and drag her away, beat her and tie her with ropes. Freyja bears her name. She spins and her thread falls to the ground.