Biography of Jónas Árnason

“Gods do not die when forgotten. They rot inside the minds of those who remember them poorly.”

Jónas Árnason is a failed Lutheran seminary student and amateur historian with a temper like boiled vinegar and a memory like volcanic rock. Cast out from traditional academia for his heretical interpretations of scripture and myth, Jónas found refuge among outcasts and forgotten thinkers. He was recruited by Lucas Loke for a radical publication known as Ráðhrafn—a whispered name among scholars, meaning The Raven’s Voice.

Though unpolished, Jónas has a gift for dragging truth from obscurity. His role at Ráðhrafn involves translating ancient sagas, not into clean academic language—but into living texts—raw, mythic, dangerous. He fuses folklore with modern discontent, blending the rhythms of Eddaic verse with scathing satire against institutions both divine and mortal. He’s not just a writer—he’s a linguistic arsonist.

In his notebooks, now archived in the forbidden vaults of Hólar, he once scrawled:

He is erratic, obsessive, and wholly loyal to Lucas—seeing in the trickster not a deceiver, but a liberator of language and legacy. Those close to him say he speaks to ravens and once challenged a bishop to a debate using only runes and riddles. The bishop declined.

Some call him unstable. Others call him the last real historian left.

Positions held

Seminary student
Publicist

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