orb ; rebirth 12th

[sorcerous]

[ Loki is lit by firelight; shadow and flame reflect in his eyes, glittering cool in the light. ]

Ah, heroes. Must you be so idle? Will you tarry away your days with young maidens, with your squabbles and your delays? You are home no longer. There is a kingdom for you to save.

Then -- perhaps I will take advantage of your laxness. It will not be so difficult to tempt a maiden or two away from her humble home, will it? And who knows what horrors I may subject them to.

Beware, for now there is a sorcerer that lurks here.

[ And video off.

Loki laughs, as soon as the orb is extinguished; it pleases him to take responsibility for the shadowy appearances around Schwanheim. If Thor is to suspect him, Loki may as well confirm it; in the meantime, perhaps Loki will stir the heroes to action.

Loki himself, of course, is nearly at the thorns. He wants to speak with them. ]

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[sorcerous]

Yes.

I know what this world is made of, now.

[shiromadoushi]

[[a blink. There's this nagging feeling that there's something that he should know... This lack of memories was really putting him at a disadvantage!]]

What is it?

[sorcerous]

I see no reason to tell you.

[shiromadoushi]

[[of course not, that would be to easy. One trope, but not another.]]

Fair enough, I guess...