[He huffs, lifting his shoulders, arms crossed tight.] Not on purpose.
[Hey, you hear that, Thor? He'll never live this shit down. So you better enjoy the hell out of it.
Though at this point, it could've been someone else. He's lived with that pretty well... considering he's seen plenty of evidence of blood on other altars. And the whole cult thing. The god-jelly.] And yeah, I know.
[It does give him a hint she's not someone who's just going off (limited) experiences in Solvunn. Weird as fuck, this lady. He's not even sure how to take her in -- someone as weird as Wanda, really. Maybe just as dangerous. Hopefully she's not also crossing dimensions to kidnap her children.]
Yeah, I think. Hold on. [He rubs the back of his neck, considering. It's not knowledge she can't get from plenty of other people, Solvunn included -- but he also does need a second.] Koth of Festering Lands, Sannleikr of Many Places... no, Faces. Fuck. And -- shit. Adlewyrd of Poisoned Tongues. [He blinks, like he was reading from something long-memorized. Which isn't wrong. He's not in the business of memorizing names, just killing things, but this... had felt important.] As you can tell from the titles, they're not exactly friendly.
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[Hey, you hear that, Thor? He'll never live this shit down. So you better enjoy the hell out of it.
Though at this point, it could've been someone else. He's lived with that pretty well... considering he's seen plenty of evidence of blood on other altars. And the whole cult thing. The god-jelly.] And yeah, I know.
[It does give him a hint she's not someone who's just going off (limited) experiences in Solvunn. Weird as fuck, this lady. He's not even sure how to take her in -- someone as weird as Wanda, really. Maybe just as dangerous. Hopefully she's not also crossing dimensions to kidnap her children.]
Yeah, I think. Hold on. [He rubs the back of his neck, considering. It's not knowledge she can't get from plenty of other people, Solvunn included -- but he also does need a second.] Koth of Festering Lands, Sannleikr of Many Places... no, Faces. Fuck. And -- shit. Adlewyrd of Poisoned Tongues. [He blinks, like he was reading from something long-memorized. Which isn't wrong. He's not in the business of memorizing names, just killing things, but this... had felt important.] As you can tell from the titles, they're not exactly friendly.