Odin thinks Baldur is building his mead hall all wrong. Skylights,
plumbing, windows… these are modern notions that should be shunned
like a giantess with a rotten crotch!

A proper mead hall is a simple affair: a smoky, windowless room with wooden benches, a fire pit, and a trophy wall on which to display the severed heads of one’s enemies. Odin would rather sit in the dark than take an arrow in the face because someone insisted on having a lovely view of the fjord.