Scribe and his comrades had walked the hard cracked stone from the canyons of Karov down south to the deserts that even the Tla’loc’alans avoid. As he had been told in a vision, he left all vehicles at his Arena, and all animals except his comrades. The vision had been clear. He followed it down into the sandstorms and out again days later on the other side of the desert.
Then the cracked stone appeared again below their feet and they continued their march.
Finally spreading out around him was the coastline, with its high cliffs and rocky shore. Directly ahead of him was the towering peaks of the Mountains of the Der’Yyan. This isolated mountain range jutted out over the coastal cliffs, its high peaks wreathed in storm clouds. As they camped at its base, preparing for the exhausting climb ahead of them, Scribe and his comrades could see a single plataeu halfway up the climb. It was visible from the large tree whose gold and green leaves could be seen from even this far away.
As they camped an old woman entered the camp, and Scribe instantly recognized her as Loki in a shapeshifted form. Before their eyes he turned once more into the dancing laughing form they had seen at the trial of Gorkaog.
Loki said, “I am Loki Laufeyson, called Sly One, the Trickster, the Shape Changer, and the Sky Traveler. I find meaning in the profane. I find all other divine beings to be jokes. But all beings love me none the less.
There are three tasks for you. I will tell you in reverse order for my amusement.
Task three is the hardest to accomplish.
The third task is to reach the top of this mountain. You will find the Cloud Slavers. Giants who control the stormy skies. You must find their chieftain and convince him to worship Loki. And you must show him how to do the ritual by performing the Blood Eagle on yourself on the Odin tree on that outcropping halfway up. But only once will you die, and rise again by your comrades hands. Then you will be restored as a Runecaster.
But of course there are two tasks you must complete as well, the first after, the latter earlier.
Your second task is to convince the remaining Cloud Slavers to bow down to my service and worship. They are giants and must understand my superiority to them. You must spread my faith among them.
Now This is your first task. You said you were one of the Fangs of Loki. I have a question for you:
Tell me of the Fangs of Loki, what is their purpose and why you would think I care if a criminal already on the way to his death offends the asgardians?”
Scribe looked up at the being he once thought quite grand and said, "My grandfather had a childhood a lot like you did. He was raised by an enemy of his blood, was weaker than those that raised him, and loved to pull pranks. Unlike you however he saw that those that raised him cared, they did not hide what they did nor did they make excuses. He eventually became a Rune caster and sought out his kin. Among them he taught of Loki, The Shifter, The Serpent, The Silver Tongued. His teaching took root and soon a hundred bastards had been trained in the ways of the Rune Caster. They set out on a quest. To find Loki and remind him of the light of the world. It is unknown what happened but of the one hundred warriors, only ten returned, with them was the Lord they had sought.
“For a long time our home was happy, full of pranks and mischief, but above all else we had a Lord who could understand how we think and why we act as we do. Then just before my father finished his training as a Rune Caster, Loki vanished. In a vision my father was told to follow in the steps of his father and seek out our Lord. Once more a hundred left our home, and only ten returned. And once more there was happiness and pranks. Then came my training and once more our Lord was gone. I lead a hundred of my kin out of our village, seeking out those that would know what was happening. We met with each of the beings sired or birthed by our Lord, each giving our group a more difficult task than the last.
“90 of my kin were given final death before my eyes before I was able to see the face of my Lord. We returned and my grandfather, seeing that this would happen again declared that those that return be called the Fangs of Loki and bare the names of nine of the fallen upon their back." Scribe removed his Nightmare hide vest to show them his back. There they saw the names and faces of nine bastards, all of whom had died in their quest. "We swore oaths that we would be faithful until our lord dismissed us, that we would remind others that the Silver Tongued was a being who helped Asgard until Baldyr dreamed his death and then they turned on our Lord, fulfilling the prophesy of Baldyr. Our Lord even showed us his true form and marked us as his servants.”