Charmera wrote:-snip-
Her head went back and forth between the two of them as they bickered, magic buzzing and building up between them as words were thrown at each other like spears. "ENOUGH!" she boomed out, slamming Gungnir into the ground, sending a small tremor through it. "I will not have battle begin in my realm. 146 times have I reforged Asgard, and I do not want to do so another. "Now, the two of you. Describe what exactly your research entails without interrupting the other, and the progress you have made in it. And afterwards, I shall decide whether Asgard needs to initiate relations with this Kabal of yours, Meloku."
Osnil wrote:-snip-
She frowned as a messenger interrupted her saying anything more, telling her that a mortal dressed in Tribal garb had arrived. The alliance between the Tribals and the Asgardians was an interesting one, forged by Odin quite some time ago. She personally did not believe that they would be much use in battle with their utter lack of armor. But Odin had always been wise, God of Wisdom in fact, and these Tribals might prove to be of some use, so she would keep her mind open. She turned to Aeshandra and Meloku. "One of Asgard's allies has arrived, the Tribals. You may come with me, or tour the city, after which we may continue this discussion. The choice is yours," she said, gripping Gungnir once again and walking to the Bifrost Bridge, where she greeted the stranger.
"Welcome to Asgard, she of the Tribals. I am Valka Silverhand, All-Mother of Asgard, in place of Odin Borson who has gone to his rest at long last. But I do not think our faces have looked upon each other before. Who are you, and what is it that you bring with you?" she asked, motioning towards the raptor.