Chapter 83: Howling in the Dark, Part 1

I stepped through the dungeon's secret entrance with giant dollar signs proverbially flashing in my eyes. How could I not feel giddy when Divah's guide sent me right into a cave filled with shiny blue gems that I knew would sell for at least fifty silver sceattas a piece on the open market? 

"Baldr's balls, are these all hamingems?" I wondered. 

According to the item guide of Divah's journal, 'hamingems' were crystalized essence of a hamingja, which the old Norse Earthers believed was a female guardian spirit that accompanied a human while deciding their luck and happiness. In truth, a hamingja was the personification of good fortune that one could pass on to others through the cultivation of its crystalized form, a hamingem.

These shiny blue gems were growing all over the cave's walls, leaving me to wonder just whose good luck was being cultivated here and by whom. 

"I can figure that out after I've plundered a few hamingems," I grinned.