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[jeffreystewart]

Norsery Rhymes from A to Z Dumbr, The Stupid One

Well here we are on another ThorsDay with another 20 min sketch of a Norse (and Germanic, sometimes Celtic) mythological characters.  This week it’s Dumbr (Dumbur / Dumbir) of the Jotnar (Jotun / Jotunn / Jetten / Eoten / Giant) again. A half Risi Giant, and half Troll mentioned in the Nafnaþulur  of the Prose Edda

His name means in Old Norse, ‘dumb’, or ‘stupid’. And to ‘stupefy’, ‘obscure’ in the Proto Gemanic source word “Dumbaz” ,

He is married to Giant King Snear’s Daughter Mjol / Mjoll who though human seeming was part also a personification of snow (Fresh Powdery Snow) like her father and siblings. Making Dumbr the brother in law to Mjol’s sister Drifa who I covered earlier this month here. Dumbr and Mjoll have a son together named Bárðr / Bardr who is raised by the fosterer of heroes Dofri the Mountain Dweller, after he is kicked out of his village on finding out his father was Giant and Troll. He would go on to live a wandering Odin existence.

To read more about Dofri and Bardr you can read it here, and if you’d like to see more versions of Dofri you can see version 2 here, and version 3 here.

Not a lot else is known about Dumbr.

[creepikat]

Two battling dwarrowdams that will please @rutobuka2 and @kkelenca I hope. I know, not much armor, I didn’t think about it while doing the lining and than I found an excuse in telling myself that they’re under a surprise attack they weren’t expecting. These two do have names, on the left is Mjol, a blacksmith also skilled in battle, on the right is Sitri, part of a noble family from the Ironhills and member of the royal guard. 

[archer-vert]

Souvenir

Créature maline Au bouclier  invraisemblable Je te vois divisée des espaces Des images Dans la face Première, sourire, Mirage de beauté Au bord du marais, paisible La maison à côté N’est pas très vide Mais sans porte on ne peut Ni entrer ni sortir Je ne vois plus aucune magie Aucun livre se poussiérer Seule une lumière, brune, Dans le palier, qui pâlit

[hitmakerevans]

Bamboozled || Samcedes (One-liner.)

Sam: *hangs up the phone when the cab driver pulls up to a bar.* Keep the meter running. *Gets out if the cab and walks inside the bar looking through the patrons when he spots Mercedes dancing with a woman and being googly eyed by a man who is obviously the lady's pimp.* Great, just great. *makes his way over to where they are and grabs Mercedes arm.* Fun time is over Mercedes, I am taking you back to the bus now.