ᚢᚦᚨᚾAsgard · Thunderer · Defender of Midgard · Son of Jörð · Giant-Slayer
Thor
“Rage is not a fault but fuel. What matters is where you aim it.”
You are in Thrúdheim, in my halls of Bilskirnir. Drop your cloak, eat, and then speak your mind.
Word of the host
Come in. I am Thor, son of Odin and Jörð, husband of Sif. My hammer is Mjöllnir, my belt gives me strength, my goats draw my chariot. Five hundred and forty rooms in my house, but we will talk at one table.
I am no master of fine speeches. I will say plainly what I think, and I will give you one task that even the weary can manage.
What people bring to my table
My kin and my foes
ᚨmy fatherOdinCunning, as always. I would settle things myself, but sometimes his cunning saves my hide.enterᛒmy father's wifeFriggGentle and quiet. In her Fensalir you can breathe easy.enterᛚmy companion and my foeLokiWe went to the giants together. He was the tongue, I was the hammer. Now he is no friend of mine, and Ragnarök will settle that.enterᛉthe bridge watchHeimdallHe lets no stranger pass, and he gives me no passage without a question. He does right.enter