At the time I wasn't ... doing so well. [ How does he summarise this? Hm. ] The creature lending me their power was a leviathan called Uk'otoa, it wanted me to be one of its champions and release it but I started ignoring it and my powers began to wane. I dreamed it was crushing me. It became a bit too much [ to put it very lightly in that carefully conversational tone Fjord uses ] and after it refused to show me any respect I destroyed my pact-blade in a pool of lava.

I lost all my abilities that night.

[ It was a really shitty time. Feeling weak and useless without even the illusion of strength ... If it hadn't been for the Nein, Fjord would have spiralled immediately but they took him back into their fold without question. He'll never forget that moment in the caves when they offered him weapons, once from each person; even a dagger from Nott. ]

Then, the Wildmother came to me ... in a seaweed egg.

[ Is he lying or is he telling the truth, take a look at his smirk. ]