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[subecho]

[ Oh look, it's the not-'Asgardian'!Asgardian! And he holds his hand up, palm outward in silent greetings. ]

Friends, newcomers - [ ...and Malekith... ] - well met. I shall keep brief: we have faced war. And we have had our dead and our wounded to show for the victory.

[ And now, he turns slightly more somber. ]

I do not ask whether you fight for this land or its people, for your pleasure or your lives alone. Whatever your reasons, we do not die here. In this, I think, we all agree. Yet...

[ He has the grace to look sheepish. ]

...apologies, but many of you walk as if targets. You know nothing of battle, and the gifts given to you in this land do not serve. The meager war crafts would be of help to you: shield bearing, the handling of sword and hammer. I do not speak of great ability, but enough that you can bide yourselves the time to run.

[ Firmer, now. ]

So: those who wish to learn, give say of what weapon might suit you. Those who know of battle and wish to teach it, name your skill and offer service. And those who once held sorcery alike to the one gained here, volunteer counsel of how to improve it.

For my part, I wield the hammer. I lack in patience, but do not scold unfairly. What knowledge I have is yours to take.

[ Is the part where he riles half of Asgard done with? OH THANK EVERYTHING, time to offend the other half. ]

Past every man's care, we can seek to defend the city. Who here runs inventory? Have we cannons? Rams? Horses? If anyone wishes to learn, or organize legions - you have my aid in this. There lies opportunity. Another is with our fellows, the grey ones. A frail-bearded man wrote that we do not give them thought or time. Perhaps he is wise, and there is more to be done in alliance.

[ And then he stares at the camera for a long moment of rather stupid blinking, before dissolving into laughter, because - ]

That... was not brief.


[ ooc: woah, tl;dr. iiif you'd like to get involved, just have your character volunteer to teach their faito skills, and I'll have Thor send some/all of the characters who want to pick up said skills their way o/ . ]

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[pushesgently]

[That gets a laugh.]

Your choice of weapon does seem unwise for the many who would have to train merely to lift it. Better to wield a blade.

[subecho]

Precisely. Many will end up with the word and dagger, but... between them and the empty hand, I say, take the blade.

[pushesgently]

Likely many will be willing to teach its use.

[after a pause] I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Altaïr—during your previous stay in Asgard, we fought together briefly.

[subecho]

We fought together... a common foe, or each other?

[pushesgently]

The former. One of Thiazi's spies escaped imprisonment and poisoned the city's waters—the two of us and one other happened upon the man and cooperated against him.

[subecho]

[ He has the sense to keep a moment's silence, letting the words settle in his mind - their implications. ]

Three man chasing a fourth. That... does not sound like fighting, friend.

[ More like assassination. ]

But perhaps my ear is mistaken.

[pushesgently]

It was when we caught up with him, I assure you. He didn't come quietly.

[But yeah, that too.]

[subecho]

Do they ever? Friend Fandral once said it best: it is as if they resent being imprisoned.

[pushesgently]

Clearly he didn't appreciate our hospitality.

[Fortunately, he no longer has to cope with it.]

[subecho]

I blame the drink. Piss-poor. And the grey ones never refill your cup.

[pushesgently]

I recommend patronizing establishments run by our fellow Travelers. There's more opportunity to try meals in the style of many worlds, too.

[subecho]

And I recommend serving drink by the barrel. I think my counsel more efficient than yours to achieve the same purpose.

[pushesgently]

Perhaps, but it may be less effective for those who lack the capacity to follow it.

[subecho]

In other words... you cannot hold your drink?

[pushesgently]

Not in barrels, no.

[subecho]

Take heart: like most things, it only calls for training.

[pushesgently]

And would you put yourself forth as a teacher in this as well?

[subecho]

You find me wanting?

[pushesgently]

No, I suspect you're an expert.

[subecho]

Now, let us not steal friend Volstagg his laurels. I am... a good disciple. And I have had a great master.

[pushesgently]

[He raises an eyebrow]

You speak as a diligent pupil.

[subecho]

I am but diligence in flesh in matters of such noble deeds.

[pushesgently]

Then I applaud your commitment to learning.

[subecho]

And I... I see in your future a quick study.

[pushesgently]

[chuckles]

We shall see. There are many things I wish to learn here.