“King Tidrick sits intill Bern;
He rooses [boasts] him of his might;
Sae mony has he in battle cow’d,
Baith kemp [rough] and doughty knight.”
The Ettin Langshanks (Jamieson’s tr.).

Heime soon reached Bern, boldly challenged Dietrich, and when defeated entered his service, after procuring for his master’s exclusive use the matchless steed Falke, which could carry even such a gigantic man as Dietrich without showing any signs of fatigue, and which served him faithfully for many a year.

[Sidenote:  Wittich.] The rumor of Dietrich’s courage also came to Heligoland, where Wieland (Wayland, or Voelund), the smith, dwelt with his son Wittich (Witig).  The latter, determined to cross swords with the hero of Bern, persuaded his father to give him the celebrated sword Mimung, by the help of which he hoped to overcome every foe.  Wieland also fashioned a complete suit of armor for his son, gave him much good advice, and parted from him, bidding him to prove himself worthy of his ancestors, and to call upon his grandmother, the mermaid Wachilde, if he were ever in great distress.

Thus instructed Wittich departed, and on the way to Bern fell in with Hildebrand, Heime, and Hornbogi, another of Dietrich’s noted warriors.  They concealed their names, encouraged the stranger to talk, and soon learned where he was going and on what errand.  Master Hildebrand, hearing of the magic sword, and anxious to preserve his pupil from its blows, allowed Wittich to fight single-handed against twelve robbers in a mountain pass.  As the youth disposed of them all without receiving a scratch, Hildebrand substituted his own sword blade for that which Wittich bore, one night while the latter was peacefully sleeping at an inn.  This exchange remained unnoticed until Wittich arrived in Bern.  There, while fighting with Dietrich, the blade suddenly snapped in two.

Loudly reproaching his father, Wieland, for having provided him with such an unreliable weapon, Wittich was about to announce himself conquered, when Hildebrand, realizing that he had not acted honorably, gave him back his own blade.  Dietrich, to his surprise and dismay, found himself conquered in this second encounter, and was forced to acknowledge that he owed his life only to Wittich’s magnanimity.  But the northern hero soon confessed in his turn that had it not been for his magic sword he would have been obliged to yield to Dietrich, and voluntarily offered his services to him, thus becoming one of his train.

“Sae gladly rode they back to Bern;
But Tidrick maist was glad;
And Vidrich o’ his menyie a’
The foremost place aye had.”

                                    The Ettin Langskanks (Jamieson’s tr.).

Dietrich’s next adventure, which is recorded in the “Eckenlied,” was with the giant Ecke, who held Bolfriana, the widowed Lady of Drachenfels, and her nine daughters, in his power.  The hero of Bern encountered the giant by night, and, in spite of his aversion to fighting at such a time, was compelled to defend himself against the giant’s blows.  He was about to succumb when his steed Falke, scenting his danger, broke loose from the tree to which it had been tied, and stamped Ecke to death.