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Odin nods to Moira and Danielle.

"If thou wish it spoken aloud, then so be't.

In the end times, the noble wolves of Asgard shalt answer the call.
Warriors and allies to the end, they shalt appear from their dens and warrens,
And sweep o'er the enemy like a tide of blood.
Their own blood shalt betray them, and Fenris, with a ferocity that matches their own,
Shalt tear through their ranks, and they shalt not stop the great wolf from reaching Odin.
And they shalt fall to the last,
Surrounded by the corpses of three times their number of enemies.

But as e'er, the Asgardians hath no choice... the mortals e'er do.
And this generation wast a most important one, For whether these before me art alive to see Ragnarok, Or it falls to their descendents, this line hast been touched with the blood of mortal kind. And one hast begun down the healer's path, the other has some chance of further mixing the blood.
And so the lines of the Hrimharisdottirs shalt take two paths.
One line of the two shalt come at the call of the Gjallerhorn, and fight and die with their family.
The other shalt be the Alpha Bitch of her own family then,
And though she shalt always question her path, and if it ist true to her, The line of Hrimhari shalt live on for all the days of mortal man, E'en once Asgard is no more."