“Well, there’s dead and then there’s dead. Think of Valhalla more like…an upgrade. You’re one of the einherjar now.” He pronounced the word like in-HAIR-yar. “Einherjar,” I repeated. “Just rolls right off the tongue.” “Yeah. Singular: einherji.” He said it like in-HAIR-yee. “We’re the chosen of Odin, soldiers in his eternal army. The word einherjar is usually translated as lone warriors, but that doesn’t really capture the meaning. It’s more like…the once warriors—the warriors who fought bravely in the last life and will fight bravely again on the Day of Doom.
