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The raven holds a high seat in the tradition of svartkonst and northern baneful magic. Known in the tongues of our dead kin as hrafn, it is not merely a creature of the battlefield, but a bearer of fetches, a scout of the unseen roads, and an enforcer of the sorcerer’s will.
To the old ones, ravens were not pets or totems, but servants and watchers—beings that walked between the corpse-road (helvegr) and the breath-road (รถndveg) with ease.
They consume the eyes of the fallen to see what lies beyond. They speak not in riddles, but in clear signs—if one is trained to listen properly.
This rite—Krรกkualjรณรฐ, “The Chant of the Raven’s Maw”—is not for novices, nor those seeking gentle counsel. It is for those who require the eyes of the raven in the dark, the claws of the raven in their working, and the call of the raven to pierce the veil between worlds. This is true summoning, not symbolic. It draws upon ancient trollkunnig methods from the hinterlands, where animal-bond, blood, ash, and binding are used to enforce obedience from the spirits summoned.
This chapter provides the correct construction of the rite, including tools, ingredients, vocal methods (throat-sung overtones), protective boundaries, and instructions for binding a raven-ally into service. This is not Wiccan fluff, and it contains no rhymes or false light. It is ancestral, brutal, and effective.
If you proceed, do so knowing the raven remembers all. It watches the hand that calls it—and it punishes the hand that misuses its trust.
Proceed with discipline. Or not at all.


