“It all goes back to the Long War between the Aesir and Vanir. Prior to that, wars for the Aesir were easily won, but the Vanir had proved their equal and exacted devastating damage. Both sides suffered tremendous losses, and for many of us, quite frankly, war was simply no fun anymore but a rather senseless waste of precious life. Enough was enough, and at last Odin’s most brilliant advisor became determined to find a more enlightened path. He set about to broker a peace between the Gods. It took some convincing, but ultimately Odin was persuaded to marry his deadliest enemy, a certain Vanir goddess, legendary not only for her fertile beauty but her genius at the very Vanir magic that Odin long aspired to master. It was a sacrifice to protect her people, a selfless act of love. For a while there, he really turned on the charm. He seemed happy. He seem interested in making her happy. He granted her so many wishes I can scarcely recall them all. The peace held, and I truly believed all had worked out better than I could have planned. But Odin's true face showed itself again in the end.”
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