Training Wings

[Thor has been in Luceti for a few weeks now. That's meant a lot of things. Getting settled in, finding out he's not as badass as he thinks, and that basically everyone was expecting an older version of him that was so, so out of his league in terms of just being awesome. Seriously, flying around with a hammer? Madness. Thor was too proud to admit it, but he felt second rate.

Or may fifty-second rate.

At least he still had his Asgardian strength going for him. And, well, at least one good heroid story. If he can milk it. The Warriors Three certainly can. So he perches himself at the fountain at the town square and starts loudly boasting about his story as people walk by. Eventually someone has to stop and listen to him.]


-- Loki and I had only just arrived at this den of thieves to meet the greatest warriors in all of Asgard, known as the Warriors Three. My father, Odin the All Father, had sent them there on a mission of utmost importance to the land. Though we had been forbidden to intervene, my brother and I refused to stand aside as they undertook this most perilous of tasks. Not while the warrior blood of Asgardians coursed through our veins!

Player Name: Masa
Are you new?: Nah
Character Name: Thor
Character Fandom: Thor: Tales of Asgard