The day the Æsir arrived in the village was a frightful one to be remembered for generations. It was a day that began like any other with mothers rousing husbands and babes from their beds before dawn to conduct the day’s work.

As the sun began its ascent into the sky, the gods began their descent from Asgard. Odin’s chariot was at first mistaken for the sun, the light of dawn glinting off spinning gold wheels. Pulled by the eight-legged horse Sleipnir, the majestic coach floated with ease to the earth below. Following close behind was Freya, queen of Asgard and all the gods. Her cart was pulled by two cats – Bygul and Treagul. Her long flowing hair trailing behind and whipping the clouds into a frenzy.

The king and queen of Asgard were followed by a parade of lesser deities – Loki of the Jotnar, Eir the goddess of healing, Baldur son of Odin, and Frigg the divine mother.