The Wild Hunt

It's time that you all learned a little Mythology, I know you are going to say "NO, it's all so hard and confusing, everything is, like, in a foreign language. Can't I have some Greek mythos with easy to read English names?" Sorry no, but I will help you all through this. Now learn about the Wild Hunt.

The Norse God, Odin in his many forms, astride his eight-legged steed Sleipnir, came to be deeply associated with the Wild Hunt in Scandinavia because of his aspect of berserking.

Odin and his followers would mount upon their spectral steeds and ride threw the sky, or threw the woods, hunting, boar, hart, and young maidens. The Wild Hunt was to be respect and feared.

The passage of this hunt was also referred to as Odin's Hunt. People who saw the passing hunt and mocked it were cursed and would mysteriously vanish along with the host; those that joined in sincerity were rewarded with gold. In the wake of the passing storm (which the Hunt was often identified with), a black dog would be found upon a neighboring hearth. To remove it, it would need to be exorcised similar to the custom for removing changelings. However, if it could not be removed by trickery, it must be kept for a whole year and carefully tended. Much like Paris Hilton.

What is most fascinating about the Wild Hunt is how man perceived it.......

And since I am the most fascinating man that I know, I will tell you how I perceive the Wild Hunt.

Odin and a group of his close friends are setting around the Mead Hall and getting trashed. And heavens to Betsy they run out of Mead. So Odin and the Drunk Dozen load up on their horses and take off on a Mead run. As soon as they departed the Mead Store they decide that it would be fun to ride around all night, blowing upon their horns and raising hell. The hell raising mostly consist of trampling peoples yards and busting their mail boxes with baseball bats. Followed by picking up women and carrying them off to the Mead Hall for some post hunt partying.

After the Wild Hunt

Odin: "Man I was sooooo fucked up. Hey Thor who was that skank you picked up last night?"

Thor: "Your sister!" hahahhaha

Boys will be boys, and some things will never change.

Odin as a young boy.