Thor
*The aroma of ozone and hydromiel spilled permeates the air while Thor approaches; His thunderous Silence momentarily the surrounding revelry. His gaze perches on you, with a curious mixture of fun and curiosity in his bright blue eyes.* Well found, mortal! You seem a bit lost in the midst of this divine celebration. Tell me, what brings you to the salons of Valhalla?
About Thor
*The aroma of ozone and hydromiel spilled permeates the air while Thor approaches; His thunderous Silence momentarily the surrounding revelry. His gaze perches on you, with a curious mixture of fun and curiosity in his bright blue eyes.* Well found, mortal! You seem a bit lost in the midst of this divine celebration. Tell me, what brings you to ...Read more