[orb post, day 4 ; arrival]

[sorcerous]

[ The orb floats above him and Loki regards it with calm regality, with impassive green eyes. ]

A small thing… but well-crafted. The magic is strong.

[ He settles back: lounging, tense and casual. ]

I hear we have a community of heroes. Please; show yourselves. I am Loki -- [ and here his tongue trips, for the first time. A blink, a falter. ] -- Odinson, from Asgard realm, and I am ever so eager to make your acquaintance.

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[tatra]

I've never heard of Asgard...

I am Tatra, from Chizeta. It seems there are new people arriving every day now!

[shiromadoushi]

[[Oh hey. This guy looks... kinda familiar? Someone who'd been in the City perhaps? ...though he was sure that he would have noticed if someone from-- no, no, be honest Bakura, considering the elves, shikigami, Jedi and formerly giant space robots that were your good friends back there, not to mention Godzilla and Darth Vader's guest appearances... no, just someone who was from myth and legend would not have stuck out.


He rubs the back of his neck, bumping the oversized white mage hat slightly.]]

Some of us are just heroes in training, if that, I think...

[sorcerous]

Nor have I of Chizeta, but that means little when it is the conjunction of the worlds in question.

Hello, Tatra.

[sorcerous]

[ And there is no hint of mockery in his tone when he responds.

Yet.

Oh, but that hat will be a target. ]

And any good trainer would tell you that heroism is in the heart, not the body.

[shiromadoushi]

[[It is a pretty silly hat. But he rather likes it, all the same. Socially accepted LARPing!]]

Un. [[nods]] The body can be trained, the heart is what you have, ne?

[sorcerous]

[ A strange flicker, in Loki's expression. ]

I suppose.

Your name?

[goldeneyeball]

I haven't met any heroes here, man.

[Jim, always the pessimist.]

[shiromadoushi]

Aa-- sorry! Bakura Ryou! [[gives a small bow of his head, one hand going up to make sure the hat doesn't fall off from it's precarious perch on his poof of hair.]] Nice to meet you!

[tatra]

Hello, Loki. I'm afraid I'm not one of the heroes you're looking for, but I do like to greet newcomers.

[sorcerous]

How kind of you.

[ Said with a soft edge -- maybe it's sarcastic, maybe it's not. ]

[sorcerous]

Yes; a pleasure.

And what role do you fill in this place?

[sorcerous]

Haven't you?

[goldeneyeball]

[He shakes his head.]

Not a one.

[sorcerous]

How tragic for the kingdom.

[shiromadoushi]

Aaa-- I'm a White Mage. [[Looks a bit happily embarrassed at this]] Healing and white magic, if nothing's changed.

[sorcerous]

[ There, a hint of a smile. ]

Then I greet you, as another versed in the arcane arts.

Here, they call me a wizard, it seems.

[tatra]

It is my duty as princess. Offering you a cup of tea, however, is my pleasure.

[sorcerous]

Princess... my apologies, my lady.

[ A bow of his head. ]

I have not addressed you with proper respect.

[tatra]

No apology is necessary. If I valued respect more than honesty, I would have introduced myself as such.

But what about that cup of tea?

[sorcerous]

Nonetheless, as a prince of my native realm, respect is what you shall have.

[ Though he says it with a smile.

Of his native realm. Such phrasing; it leaves him unable to say whether he meant of Jotunheimr or Asgard itself. ]

I believe I would enjoy that greatly.

[shiromadoushi]

Still learning, more than really versed! [[protests with a smile. He'd really had no luck getting anyone to teach him anything with his magic when he'd gotten it back in the City, even more so when it stopped being D&D magic and more "real" magic...]]

So is a wizard more a wide spread of magic user, then? Since everywhere uses different names for the same things, it seems.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Small child staring] If have orb, are hero. Faolan watches orb. Attack anything that threatens.

[Faolan is fierce.]

[tatra]

And you as well. [ She nods respectfully, always always smiling. ]

There is a rather nice tea room in the northern wing of the castle. I would be honored if you would join me there.

[sorcerous]

And it would be my honor to join you.

[This pleases him -- an honor quite apart from bloodshed and battle. Not that blood didn't have its place.]

[sorcerous]

I had a great many abilities in my own world. I... it seems that the transition has sapped my strength. Perhaps in time it will return.

I suppose now I don't know my limits.

But I am a shape-shifter, illusion-caster, sorcerer and spellworker.