Home Sweet Home... Damnit Woman, get off me!
It had taken awhile but Loki had finally gathered the energy he needed to return home.
To Asgard.
The Golden Realm.
The-The-Gods-Live-Here place.
He made it to his house, looking for a bit a bit of peace and quiet. His drinking with Thunderstrike had left the hero's mace cursed. In a way that he wouldn't know about it until he tried to use it. Now he was here and crossed the threshold hoping that annoying wife of his was off doing something else.
At least this place was clean. Ah, home sweet home. A nap, some planning and then more evil. And avoid the All-Father.
To Asgard.
The Golden Realm.
The-The-Gods-Live-Here place.
He made it to his house, looking for a bit a bit of peace and quiet. His drinking with Thunderstrike had left the hero's mace cursed. In a way that he wouldn't know about it until he tried to use it. Now he was here and crossed the threshold hoping that annoying wife of his was off doing something else.
At least this place was clean. Ah, home sweet home. A nap, some planning and then more evil. And avoid the All-Father.