i roll to intimidate the vanir with a spear.
are you sure about that? literally an entire magic army, featuring an angry seeress you repeatedly set on fire
I ROLL TO INTIMIDATE
On the host his spear | did Othin hurl,
Then in the world | did war first come;
The wall that girdled | the gods was broken,
And the field by the warlike | Wanes was trodden.
-"voluspo/voluspa", 23
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