Welcome to my Tent! Do not mind the axes and the blood lying around. Careful if you come here after dark, be sure to announce yourself very loudly and clearly. Oh, do the same by day, just to be sure. The dog is all right, really, he only looks like a hellhound.

My current activity is looking for my liege and pupil and friend, Thidrek of Bern, among the perils of Yggdrasil: The Hood formerly known as Yggdrasil: The Group. I am so worried for his fate that when I catch him I'll kill him.

I am an illiterate Goth, but Thidrek stores the knowledge of our family:

Thidrek's Courtyard: the back story of Yggdrasil.
Thidrek's Library: historical sources and speculations.
Thidrek's Study: a tribute to my liege's vanity, and a gallery of the original Theodoric the Great, to whom Thidrek has been likened.

Hadubrant gimahalta, Hiltibrantes sunu: dat sagetun mi usere liuti, alte anti frote, dea erhina warun, dat Hiltibrant hætti min fater: ih heittu Hadubrant. forn her ostar giweit, floh her Otachres nid, hina miti Theotrihhe enti sinero degano filu. her furlaet in lante luttila sitten prut in bure, barn unwahsan, arbeo laosa: her raet ostar hina. des sid Detrihhe darba gistuontun fateres mines. dat uuas so friuntlaos man: her was Otachre ummet tirri, degano dechisto miti Deotrichhe. her was eo folches at ente, imo was eo fehta ti leop. Hildebrandslied, 8th cent. - English translation

You are Bella, the Romantic Goth! You would love to live in the time of Byron and Shelley. People probably call you Elvira or Morticia. But you are above them, those poor foolish mortals.

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