Characters / njala
Mord Fiddle
Known as “Fiddle”. Patronymic: Mord Sigvat’s child. Status: curated
Lawyer; father of Unna. Dies in old age.
45Mentions
3Degree
0.0013Betweenness
0.00583PageRank
0.7426Closeness
0.333Clustering
4Community
1 / 25First / death ch.
Narrative prominence
45Mentions
10Chapters present
11Dialogue turns
12Events involved
Kin
Children: Unna Mord's daughter.
Aliases
Mord FiddleFiddle MordMord Sigvat's son
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Relations and evidence
Kinship(1)
with Unna Mord's daughter · weight 5 · ch. 1–23
“He had an only daughter, named Unna.”
“After that they stood up and shook hands, and Mord betrothed his daughter Unna to Hrut, and the bridal feast was to be at Mord's house, half a month after Midsummer.”
“His daughter Unna took all the goods he left behind him.”
“"'I summon thee in the suit which Unna Mord's daughter has made over to me with her plighted hand.'”
Marriage(1)
with Hrut Heriolf's son · weight 1 · ch. 2–2
“After that they stood up and shook hands, and Mord betrothed his daughter Unna to Hrut, and the bridal feast was to be at Mord's house, half a month after Midsummer.”
Conversation(3)
with Hrut Heriolf's son · weight 3 · ch. 2–2
“Then said Hrut to Mord, "Bear in mind, now, husband, that my brother has praised me much more than I deserve for love's sake; but if after what thou hast heard, thou wilt make the match, I am willing to let thee lay down the terms thyself".”
“Hrut came east to the Rangrivervales to Mord, and had a good welcome, and he told Mord all his business, and asked his advice what he should do.”
“Hrut came east to the Rangrivervales to Mord, and had a good welcome, and he told Mord all his business, and asked his advice what he should do.”
with Hauskuld Dala-Koll's son · weight 1 · ch. 6–6
“Then they talked a long time in a friendly way, and at last Mord said to Hauskuld--”
with Hrut Heriolf's son · weight 2 · ch. 7–8
“Mord made his daughter welcome, and asked her if she had followed his advice; and she says, "I have not broken one tittle of it".”
“At last, one day when the brothers and others who were at the Thing went to the Hill of Laws, Mord took witness and declared that he had a money-suit against Hrut for his daughter's dower, and reckoned the amount at ninety hundreds in goods, calling on Hrut at the same time to pay and hand it over to him, and asking for a fine of three marks.”