Board Thread:Lore Discussion/@comment-24358443-20140124004851/@comment-13446185-20140218025725

Nazul Rostello wrote: Dovahsebrom wrote: I remembered seeing this thread awhile ago and just wanted to clear things up after seeing this;

"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.'' "

-Songs of the Return, Vol 5

Yngol forged the axe and apparently enchanted it with Ysgramor's own grief. Apparently Yngol also forged the mighty spoon.

Well of course!

"For Yngol, eldest son to the Harbinger of us all, was the greatest smith our people have ever known."