1st bolt [action]

[richtighammer]

((A. Action, early morning, 1124 Taylor Road; limited to anyone within earshot.))

[Three things were wrong when Thor woke up this morning. One: He was not in Bilskirnir, where he distinctly remembered having fallen asleep. Two: The woman sleeping on his left was not his wife. Three: The bedstand to his right most definitely did not have a hammer

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[lunawolves10th]

[ An armored Jotun approaches the god. ]

Excuse me, ser. Are you attempting to flip the vehicle?

[lunawolves10th]

The price is commensurate with the thing you wish to regain. And no, none have been freed from this place while I have been here, though some have become permanent slaves of the place.

[richtighammer]

Even had Mjollnir a price, I will not buy what is mine by right!

But rest assured - once I have regained it, none of your captors will stand before me.

[lunawolves10th]

[ Garviel nods, but says nothing, hard experience having taught him how immune the heads of the town are to direct assault. ]

[richtighammer]

[Thor looks pointedly at Garviel. The man's wearing armor; and without his hammer...]

Will you stand with me, friend? You spoke of striking back; with my aid, they could not hope to defeat us!

[lunawolves10th]

Consider it done. But I would advise caution for the moment. I am gathering forces to undertake this task, right now we're trying to get the right information to know the proper time to strike. Simply throwing yourself at our captors will only get your mind controlled, or have you physically torn apart in some creative way.

While it hurts my honor to consider it, for now, subtlety is our best weapon.