Northern Viking Jewelry Helm of Awe hopeakorvakorut

Helm Of Awe: As the fog surrounds the ship, the warriors chant ceases and the dice roll beneath the boards. They glance at the guard, whose gaze is fixed on the shadow approaching from the fog. The shadow pierces the fog, and reveals itself as a ship. "Grab your weapons," the guard shouts. Warriors jerk their helmets on their heads and swords in their hands. They raise their swords in readiness for battle, but immediately put them to rest. "What the hell, the ship is empty!", the warrior chief mutters. They rise to rob the ghost ship's prey, swords in sheaths. The master descends below deck and finds an open chest containing spices. As the chief kneels down to smell the intoxicating aroma of the spice cache, he hears a scream from the deck. At the same time, the lid of the coffin slams shut. The chief stands up and raises his sword towards the darkness. No one is anywhere to be seen, but he feels someone watching him. The floorboards creak ever closer. "Helm of Awe...", the chief manages to say in a whisper, before a familiar mark flashes in front of him, painted on the shield of a warrior appearing out of nowhere.

• 925 silver
• Dimensions 1.2 x 1.2 cm