Here we all are at Aegir’s feast (I’m to the left of Odin, in the middle). Not the greatest picture of me. As I recall, I was quite miffed that Loki had just implied I slept with Odin’s brothers. [The Poetic Edda poem Lokasenna (1895) by Lorenz Frølich. Published in Gjellerup, Karl (1895). Den ældre Eddas Gudesange, page 185.] Public domain.