001 || day 368 || video

[asofwar]

[By some miracle of being better prepared for nonsense because she just took a trip to the land of nonsense not two hours ago poking at buttons incessantly and almost breaking her watch before spotting someone in the hallways operating it and copying them nature, Sif has managed to turn on the recording. But 75% of the population might regret it, when they're treated to the angriest look ever.] Loki.

[You know how some people can communicate with one word things like I was gone for two hours, and you left Asgard go to the dumps, what the hell is wrong with you? Yes.] Am I to believe that in the blink of an eye you have brought so much destruction onto Asgard that we are forced to not only ask for reinforcements, but force them? What trick is this?

Show yourself, and face the consequences of your choices, as a good King would. [There is a pause.] Or is this to be my punishment... [Let's talk about traitors to the Throne, shall we? Aha mhm. Nope.] If this is the result of your reign, then all the fewer reasons to regret my choice.

[One more pause. Hold on. Wait for it. Wait. For. I-] That note was stupid.

[ooc; AND hello.]

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[alternia_strength]

Ah, so he has a preference for hammerkind. Odd, the John-human seemed to have a fascination for them as well, though I never understood it.

[He grunted and shook his head.]

So much greater grace and precision in bow-work.

[asofwar]

Bows are the weapons of those who prefer to stand back from a fight.

[alternia_strength]

I am no coward. I have ample enough physical strength for a fight. [He displayed a set of 'guns' to demonstrate, smiling with broken teeth.] In fact, there is something to be said for the tactile experience of crushing an enemy's skull with their bare hands.

But no, there is just something to the symmetry of archery. The precision of the shot, the accuracy, patience and poise. It is the noblest of combatant forms, a picture of enlightened warfare and the art of the tactician who then leads the troops below as he rains feathered death from on high.

[He almost sounded a bit like he fetishized the whole thing.]

[asofwar]

Noblest of combatant forms? Those do sound like the words of an archer...

[alternia_strength]

Precisely. I see you are familiar with our [Egotistical] Glorious ways by now. I have been working at organization, but there are limits.

[asofwar]

Limits, to the glorious strategies an archer can come up with? Surely not.

[alternia_strength]

The number of strategies, oh my no. Limits to resources available. I have dreamed of the idea of a rain of arrows leagues across to pepper our foes and send them to their makers before they even touch the walls. Alas, I must plan for famine.

[asofwar]

[PEOPLE, please. Sif is trying her best to be upset at this whole Asgard thing, kidnapped thing, and all the rest. But if everyone insists on dropping details and making her keep an unwritten record of all the information gathered, she's going to end up doing something stupid.

Like caring about saving this place. For the true Asgard.] Is there not enough food?

[alternia_strength]

Ample food stores. What I am lacking is sufficient trained personnel for a proper archery brigade. We have some excellent individual archers among the travelers, some I hesitate to say are infinitely better than myself [Not hard to believe. He used to break bows in half]

A full force, though, requires men and women currently assigned more to melee detail. We have forces, but only so much, though this may hopefully change over time.

[asofwar]

Recruit, and train them yourself.

[alternia_strength]

Yes, that would be the current work in progress. It is simply exasperating at points. Very well, Asgardian. I think introductions are in order. I am Equius Zahhak.