Stone Circle like a rollercoaster

"Three-legs is just not the same," Birk nodded, understanding Nikai's pain. He could not relate with a similar exerience, because luckily all his limbs had remained working and intact all three, graced years of his life, but he recalled vividly the ordeal with his frostbitten ears last year. The pain and the bleeding ulcers. Having a lesion of any kind was not great. 

"I come from a long line of wolves that believe are related to Jotunns - the fearsome ice-giants - themselves. Though none of the living sons and daughters have ever been or seen the original home with the fire breathing mountains, ice cliffs and the dark, monster infested sea, they pride themselves in being their descendants," Birk told.

"Therefore the names Muspell, Kari, Vili and Nisse, Bestla and others. Because in the far north survival of children is very compromised due to harsh condition. And it is believed, if you are given a strong name, then you will grow strong and tough as well," he continued and smiled. "My name - on the other hand - is after the dwarf birch that is very common there. I guess they never really expected me to make this far in life."