North

"Are there many human settlements north? I haven't travelled this way in a long time."
Erik looked at their newest companion. He still couldn't shake his feeling, even after several days of traveling.
"I don't remember there being many big ones, but they had made several minor towns if I recall."
Dyvia broke his concentration as she hurried to catch up to the giant.
"It's completely slipped my mind with all of the trolls and shit, but I never asked what weapon you had."
Erik walked quietly for a time before responding.
"It's Jotun made."
"Do you have more? I've never seen Jotun craftsmanship before!"
Dyvia was ecstatic with this, first a blood devouring blade and now Jotun forged weapons.
"No... This is it."
Would you know where there is more, I'm sure your kind has many-"
Erik turned his head to glare down at her.
" This hammer... This hammer is the last Jotun forged weapon in all of Midgard."
He continued walking, leaving a startled Dyvia to be caught up to by the others.