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According to legend, the world was created by the God Veiðimaðr (ᚡᛖᛁðᛁᛗᚨðᚱ) when he drew the world onto a map inside his home named 'Stonehall', Steinnholl (ᛋᛏᛖᛁᚾᚾᚺᛟᛚᛚ). Though Veiðimaðr was a God, he could not create life, and thus his world was grey and barren. So, he set out into the cosmos, in search of a being of equal divinity that could bring forth life. Finally, after centuries of searching on his quest, he came across a woman named Móðir (ᛗóðᛁᚱ), the most beautiful woman since the dawn of time. He told her of his plight, asking her to return to Steinnholl so that his creation may harbor life. But Veiðimaðr was a famed Hunter throughout the Cosmos, an expert in taking life rather than bringing it. So, Móðir declared that if Veiðimaðr wished for her hand in marriage than he must first raise seven generations of Muskox to prove to her that he could nurture and care for life. For the next century, he cared and raised for his Muskox as if they were his own children and once the seven generation was born, Móðir, who had been visiting him throughout the task she had given him, also gave birth to their first son called Þrekarmr (Þᚱᛖᚴᚨᚱᛗᚱ). The three Gods soon travelled back to Steinnholl where Móðir created life for Her husband's world, bringing forth colors and dreams into the world. Móðir would go on to create all sorts of beasts for Her husband to hunt, each one more challenging than the other all the while continuing to bless His hunts as the Goddess of Fortune.

As time went on, Veiðimaðr and Móðir would have seven sons, the first born being Þrekarmr (Þᚱᛖᚴᚨᚱᛗᚱ) who is the deity of Strength, Courage, and Warriors. He is often depicted alongside his father during his many hunts. Then there is the second born Ægir (Æᚷᛁᚱ) who is the deity of the Sea and Storms who does his best to keep the weather favorable to avoid his elder brother blaming him for hunt failures. Soon came the twins Brokkr (ᛒᚱᛟᚴᚴᚱ) and Logi (ᛚᛟᚷᛁ). Brokkr is said to have gained his mother's gift of creation as the deity of Iron, Crafting, and Metalsmithing for he has crafted many marvelous trinkets, weapons, tools, and all other manners of wonder. But it could not be done without the help of his twin brother Logi who, as the deity of Fire, powered his furnaces so that they burned as hot and bright as the Cosmos, though he occasionally purposefully ruin his twin brother's work all in the name of pranks, earning him a good number of hidings by his brothers. The fifth born is Bændr (ᛒæᚾᛞᚱ), often called Blóndi (ᛒᛚóᚾᛞᛁ) or 'the Odd' due to him being the only one to posses blonde hair as opposed to the black as space hair of his father or the fiery red hair of his mother. Bændr is the deity of Farming, the Harvest, and Agriculture which has made him be seen as 'weak' and 'little' by his brothers as he prefers to spend his time caring for nature rather than hunting with his father and brothers. The sixth born is known as Skald (ᛋᚴᚨᛚᛞ), the deity of Song, Rhyme, and all things merry and lively. He is known as the greatest song writer, and to have a Saga of yours sung by him is considered the greatest of honors. Lastly there is little Kåre (ᚴåᚱᛖ) 'the Everyoung', the seventh born son of Veiðimaðr and Móðir. Unlike the rest of his brothers who have all grown into men as tall as giants and as strong as stone, little Kåre still appears as a child, often staying behind in his father's hall with his mother during hunts. Though he may be smaller than his brothers, he makes up for it in cleverness for he is often attributed with Tricks, Wit, as well as both Youth and Death. Because of his love of tricking and pranking his brothers, he has a particularly close relationship with his older brother Logi, often joining forces to annoy Brokkr while he is working.

To aid in caring for Her creations of beast and nature, Móðir created the fair maidens known the Vörðrs (ᚡöᚱðᚱᛋ) who were said to be as beautiful and kind as Vörðrs. These Vörðrs would care for Her beasts, ensuring that there was always plenty of game for Veiðimaðr to hunt and so that the land was always suitable. It was only a matter of time before the Sons met these Vörðrs during their hunts with their fathers or during the many wonderings upon the Map.