Sfartalheim

by Sailus

This story is just a series of writings with anything from letters to poems to religious scripture and plays about my homebrewed setting of Sfartalheim. It will make no coherent sense as they are simply a collection of chapters in no particular order. I'm only writing them down so that I can use this as reference and won't forget about them later on.

3. Lowlands in Need

Onterland in Nud

Zo ze here aller gi main Blud (So see here all of my blood)

Vit klin ei Metal röst (With a little metal rust)

Diren Kranz decka in Gold (The crown covered in gold)

Grifen stijma unten Tu falld (Holding tightly under your control)

Ho! Ho! Tu in nud (Yo! Yo! You in need)

O' Onterland in nud! (O' Lowlands in need!)

Dir land marsch or trrampa unten Pferder (The land marched and trampled under knights)

De Landskaneckt vaksch schtaker (The mercenary grow stronger)

Vas ar allin kamfen here? (What is all this fighting here?)

Ho! Ho! Tu in nud (Yo! Yo! You in need)

O' Onterland in nud! (O' Lowlands in need!)

Vaiss Mord ritten in here! (White death rides in here!)

O' Onterland in nud! (O' Lowlands in need!)

Zo ik feel vallen somig Fried (So I much want some peace)

Mar ik voun'y ze dis Seig (But I won't see this victory)

Ik vou zarder freiza tol main benen (I would sooner freeze to my bones)

De Alfen schuit der bog (The Elves shoot their bow)

Dis Lund Hird forseter nog (This grove war continued enough)

Nay mer vil ik Bluder (No more will I bleed)

Main namen unten Surtur (My name under Surtr)

*The words written here are in Althokalimanisch (Old High Alimanisch) the language spoken from when Humans first arrived from a different plane til around 300AT. Norden, Ontisch, Alimanisch, Rheenisch, Jutisch, and Geatisch languages are all direct descendants from this ancient tongue.*