“I am sorry for your dire times,” says Kim, apparently pleased by your courteous welcome, “and I would not add to your woes, but I have my duty to do here and I will not eat of your bread and salt before I have done it.”
He continues in a kind of professional detachment, as though rehearsing lines spoken to him and taking care not to deviate from them by a single word:
"This is the decree of Jarl Hrothgar concerning Bjarni Thorstein, Manslayer:
"To him shall be no place at feast, at council, or at the Thing.
"To him shall be no peace nor protection of law beyond his own holding; and against any whom he may meet by land or by sea shall he have no right of redress for any injury or loss.
"To him shall be no right of trade; and to any who shall sell, hire or gift aught to the accursed Manslayer, be it one measure of grain or oil, one brick of salt, one stick of wood, one nail of iron, one cup of ale or mead, or the like amount of any need or comfort - to any such, a sharing of Thorstein’s sentence.
"This doom shall inhere to all seed and issue of Bjarni Thorstein, Manslayer, to the last generation, save only that he remit man-gold to Jarl Hrothgar or his heirs by right of law; and by this decree I, Jarl Hrothgar, do set and establish the following measure by which the man-gold shall be held paid:
"- The weight of a prize ox in gold coin and hacksilver, the silver not to exceed the gold in weight; also
"- The weight of Ottar the Fat, man-at-arms of the household of Jarl Hrothgar, in precious stones or worked jewellery; also
"- A wondrous device agreed by the chief rune-priests of Odin, Thor and Tyr to be of legendary power and value.
“By the speaking of this decree is this doom established, and shall not be set aside for any plea or excuse.”
Skald Kim gives the words time to sink in to the listeners’ ears, and adds mildly “I was not forbidden to eat at your board, if you have not repented of your offer.”