My father was somewhere in there, so I went to go find him.
[ a pause, and then a knit of his brow. he crosses his arms over his chest, as if he's mulling something over. ]
I thought Thor was mad to think that our small sister had survived whatever monstrous punishment the angelic queen could have wrought upon a child. He never stopped believing she was alive. It's very strange ...
[ and then a longer pause. ]
My grand double-cross, my traitorous exploits, the destruction of the fleet of angels, were on his whims. Even bringing my father back to Asgard, which was an awful decision, was to prove Thor right.
And he was. Our sister was among the angels, all of them unknowing of her Asgardian heritage. She had almost taken Thor's head off with her bare hands, I thought they were going to kill each other.
[This was... Well, it was definitely a good story. Betrayal, and a secret sibling, and an almost Greek tragic twist of almost killing your long lost brother?]
[ thanks to Loki, actually. he's a little proud of that one. they would have torn each other part, otherwise. Angela, as Heven's greatest warrior, and Thor as the Asgardian threat. ]
He made his claim as my sister's father, and they exiled her then and there. She was their greatest warrior, and she was cast out, just like that.
Thor went back Earth to take care of something dreadfully important, ah—I can't seem to remember; Asgard was then split in rule between the All-Father and the All-Mother, which is a tale yet to be woven; and Loki ... hm ... Loki came here.
["And then Loki, well- he came here." Admittedly, not a bad last line for a story. Sieglinde nodded, thinking hard- she could gather those Nalawi children she'd met during the feast... tell the Innkeeper...]
Very well! I shall not do wrong with the legend you have entrusted me with.
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[ a pause, and then a knit of his brow. he crosses his arms over his chest, as if he's mulling something over. ]
I thought Thor was mad to think that our small sister had survived whatever monstrous punishment the angelic queen could have wrought upon a child. He never stopped believing she was alive. It's very strange ...
[ and then a longer pause. ]
My grand double-cross, my traitorous exploits, the destruction of the fleet of angels, were on his whims. Even bringing my father back to Asgard, which was an awful decision, was to prove Thor right.
And he was. Our sister was among the angels, all of them unknowing of her Asgardian heritage. She had almost taken Thor's head off with her bare hands, I thought they were going to kill each other.
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But she did not, of course?
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[ thanks to Loki, actually. he's a little proud of that one. they would have torn each other part, otherwise. Angela, as Heven's greatest warrior, and Thor as the Asgardian threat. ]
He made his claim as my sister's father, and they exiled her then and there. She was their greatest warrior, and she was cast out, just like that.
Over blood feuds and old wars.
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[Odin would not have come to announce her parentage unless he desired her to rejoin the family, right?]
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[ simply; his brows go up into a peak, thoughtful. ]
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Very well! I shall not do wrong with the legend you have entrusted me with.
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You're truly set on this.
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I am.
[It was his magic (his life) at stake.]
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all right, he relents.
a little smile, defeated, quirks at the ends of his lips. ]
As you will.