The horn weighs more than silver. If a sack's count is off, that's my mistake, but if this horn passes out of order, the whole winter goes wrong.

• Old SkaptiI know the song of the winter that horn was first carved. Give me a cup and I'll sing it all the way through.
  HalfridaHalf a cup. I'll measure the song's length and pay the other half after.
• BirnaI've warmed water for washing the horn. Don't touch it with frozen hands.