[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":197},["ShallowReactive",2],{"home":3,"home-posts":103},{"id":4,"title":5,"body":6,"description":92,"extension":93,"layout":94,"meta":95,"navigation":96,"noindex":97,"ogImage":98,"path":99,"seo":100,"stem":101,"__hash__":102},"pages\u002Findex.md","Walk into the Norse world.",{"type":7,"value":8,"toc":84},"minimark",[9,25,28,33,49,53,60,64,67],[10,11,12,16,17,20,21,24],"p",{},[13,14,15],"strong",{},"Skalden"," opens the door to two worlds and lets you walk in. Cross into the ",[13,18,19],{},"Norrøn"," age and\nspeak with the gods themselves — Óðinn the All-Father, weathered and cryptic; Þórr, blunt and\nunbreakable; Freyja, proud and whole. Or step into the ",[13,22,23],{},"Viking"," age and let a skald — a saga-teller\nby the fire — carry you through the longships, the blood-feuds, the voyages west to a land they\ncalled Vínland.",[10,26,27],{},"This is the old world, raw and unsoftened. The gods deceive and are doomed; the sagas run on\nhonour, fate and vengeance. Skalden tells it the way the sources tell it — proud, hard, and human.",[29,30,32],"h2",{"id":31},"grounded-in-the-eddas-and-the-sagas","Grounded in the Eddas and the sagas",[10,34,35,36,40,41,44,45,48],{},"Every word is anchored in the public-domain corpus the medieval world left us: the ",[37,38,39],"em",{},"Poetic Edda","\nand the ",[37,42,43],{},"Prose Edda",", ",[37,46,47],{},"Heimskringla",", and the great Icelandic sagas. When the gods speak, you can\nask for the verse behind the voice. When the skald tells a tale, ask which part is history and\nwhich is legend — and get a straight answer.",[29,50,52],{"id":51},"heritage-not-authority","Heritage, not authority",[10,54,55,56,59],{},"Skalden is a heritage-and-mythology companion, not a faith or authority product. 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