In the sac! There's no other way!
The Vikings had quested this far into the perilous mountains of Helluland to retrieve one of the most famous weapons in the history of man.
Gungspir.. "The Odin Spear"
Orm had drove the spear deep into the belly of the Fenris Wolf and sent him toppling over a cliff face hundreds of feet to the rocks below. The Frost Giants had taken the wolf and the spear back to their own lands for whatever purpose.
Berger had used his crytaline skull he had stolen from the tomb of Tyr (Viking god of War) to scry the location of the Odin's spear. The Frost Giants had taken the wolf and the spear to the top of mount Odin. It was scarcely guarded, but the Vikings would have to pass through an entire Frost Giant Keep in order to access the temple Berger had seen through the scrying skull.
Now Sigfurd, Orm, Berger, Alrik and Weoulf,the Ijiraat Gregrigg and the Frost Giant captive Jarrl all sit around the campfire a few miles south of the Frost Giant Keep and discuss their plan.
Jarrl leans in close and smashes his fist onto the snow sending a small cloud of cold powder into the air, nearly extinguishing the fire.
If we're seen I'm dead and my brothers will pick their teeth with your bones. So in the sac!
