CHAP. XIV.
Revin’s tale of his Brothers, and of the Gold called Andvari’s Hoard.
“THUS the tale begins,” said Regin. “Hreidmar was my father’s name, a mighty man and a wealthy: and his first son was named Fafnir, his second Otter, and I was the third, and the least of them all both for prowess and good conditions, but I was cunning to work in iron, and silver, and gold, whereof I could make matters that availed somewhat. Other skill my brother Otter followed, and had another nature withal, for he was a great fisher, and above other men herein; in that he had the likeness of an otter by day, and dwelt ever in the river, and bare fish to bank in his mouth, and his prey would he ever bring to our father, and that availed him much: for the most part he kept him in his otter-gear, and then he would come home, and eat alone, and slumbering, for on the dry land he might see naught. But Fafnir was by far the greatest and grimmest, and would have all things about called his.
“Now,” says Regin, “there was a dwarf called Andvari, who ever abode in that force,[1] which was called Andvari’s force, in the likeness of a pike, and got meat for himself,
- ↑ Waterfall (Ice. foss, fors).
