had been scared away by the fires and the thunder from the barrows. After retrieving Tyrfing Eventually, she managed to leave the island and arrived at the court of Gudmund of Glæsisvellir. She still dressed herself as a man and called herself Hervarðr. Cunningly, she helped the king to win playing tafl. However, she also slew a courtier who tried to unsheathe Tyrfing after she had left it on a chair. Then, she resumed her Viking activities, and travelled far and wide. Settling down After a while she grew tired of the adventures and returned to her foster-father Bjartmar. At Bjartmar's residence, she began sewing and embroidering like other girls, and was considered to be a beautiful and good-mannered girl. King Gudmund's son Höfund, then arrived to ask for her hand, and she agreed. The old king Gudmund arranged a grand wedding, and entrusted the kingdom in the hands of the young couple. They lived happily and had two sons who were given the names Angantyr and Heidrek. The sword Tyrfing would continue its ill work, and Heidrek slew his brother Angantyr with the sword. For the continued adventures of Tyrfing, see Heidrek. Hervör, daughter of Heidrek Heidrek had a daughter who he named Hervör. She was a shieldmaiden and was the commander of a Gothic fort facing Myrkviðr, and she would fall in battle against the Huns (see Hlöd, Hlöðskviða). When her foster-father Ormar reported Hervör's death to king Angantyr, he said: {| | Sunnan em ek kominn at segja spjöll þessi: sviðin er öll mörk ok Myrkviðar heiðr, drifin öll Goðþjóð gumna blóði. Mey veit ek Heiðreks, systur þína, svigna til jarðar; hafa Húnar hana fellda ok marga aðra yðra þegna, léttari gerðist hún at böð en við biðil ræða'eða í bekk at faraat brúðar gangi.| "From the south I've come to say this news: burnt is Mirkwood Heath and the whole forest, Goth-folk all blotched with blood of men. Down, I hear, is Heidrek's lass; heard your sister, the Huns felled her — and of your people plenty more. More cheery in battle than chatting to suitors or taking the bench at a bridal feast." | |} When King Angantyr heard this, he grinned and was slow to speak, but at last he said:Óbróðurliga vartu leikin, in ágæta systir."Unbrotherly the bloody game they played with you, excellent sister." See also Tofa (Poetic Edda) References Sources Herikson, Alf.