Songs of the Return, vol. V: The Forging of Wuuthrad is a legend written sometime after Ysgramor's Invasion by an unknown author. It is the fifth book in a series of fifty-six volumes known as Songs of the Return, which tells of Ysgramor's Invasion of Skyrim with his famed Five Hundred Companions.
The volume The Forging of Wuuthrad tells the tale of how the legendary battleaxe Wuuthrad came to be forged in the Merethic Era.
The known volumes of the book series Songs of the Return are ordered as follows: The First Tale of the Darumzu; The Forging of Wuuthrad; The Tale of the Jorrvaskr; The Second Tale of the Ylgermet; The First Tale of the Krilot Lok; Sinmur's End; The Fallowfire's Journeys; The Final Tale of the Chrion.
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Every Mer the Harbinger slew died at Wuuthrad's bite. All through the long campaign, the only weapon that would fit in the Harbinger's hand was the mighty Wuuthrad. As he told it, the most legendary of axes was forged in the darkest of nights.
It was the Night of Tears. Ysgramor sat staring out across the waters. He rode upon the last ship in his fleet, fleeing Tamriel for the shores of Atmora. From that vantage point, he watched as Saarthal—the first city—burned. A swollen sky poured rain upon the flames and upon the sea. And the greatest of us all wept bitter tears.
So great was the grief of the Harbinger that, instead of salty sorrow, Ysgramor wept tears of purest ebony. His eldest, Yngol, collected the tears in a stein and held his father in a warm embrace. He poured mead down the Harbinger's great throat, wrapped furs around the Harbinger's great shoulders, and slung the Harbinger into a great hammock below decks.
Then he set to work. For Yngol, eldest son to the Harbinger of us all, was the greatest smith our people have ever known. There, on the sea, Yngol set to work with his tools. He used lightning to heat the Night's Tears, the ocean's swell to cool them, and always his hammer-blows rang in concert with the rising wind.
When Ysgramor awoke the next morning, Yngol presented him with a mighty axe, hewn from the sorrow that had laid him low just the night before. And the Harbinger of us all embraced his son. He cried out in joy, sadness, and rage. And there on the deck of the last ship from Saarthal, Ysgramor named his axe Wuuthrad, which means "Storm's Tears" in the language of Atmora.
It was then, in telling the tale, that Ysgramor paused. The Harbinger of us all called out to lost Yngol, who had been with the crew of the Harakk in the Storm of Seperation. For his son, his eldest and greatest joy, was with him always. He who had bound the storm's tears, he said, rode with him always in the days of the noble and honored Five Hundred.