Thor: Tales of Asgard Page #2

I did?

Don't you know how amazing you are?

Metal and rock are easy,

but to have an apprentice control water,

it's a triple threat, for it is also mist and ice.

Amora.

Leave us.

Yes, Your Highness.

Do you need something, Brother?

Yes. How is your magic?

It happens to be fairly advanced. Why?

Because we're stealing aboard

the Thunder Runner,

and we'll need your talents on our journey.

I lied. I'm not very good.

This is it.

We'll conceal ourselves in the hold.

Conceal ourselves? From our friends?

Friends who are not foolhardy enough

to set sail with the sons of Odin

on their vessel.

- Now make haste before...

- A mere seven days,

though it will feel like an eternity

while in the throes of battle

against the beasts of Jtunheim.

Bring us something, won't you?

Perhaps a claw or fang

of a savage white bear would please you.

It's astonishing, Loki.

This is a view of Asgard

like we've never seen.

And one I never cared to see.

You always fret.

The Warriors Three have

returned from this adventure

for the last three seasons

with nary a scratch.

But we're royalty.

We're not equipped to handle adventure.

Fear not, little brother,

for I am a skilled hand with a blade.

I'll protect you.

Sif was right. I've done him no favors.

Algrim?

Sire? Is there trouble?

No. I'm just looking for my sons.

Have you seen them?

Not for hours, my lord.

But it is not uncommon for them to be away

from their chambers at this time of night.

Sire, have you found

a reason to be concerned?

Thor and I had an argument.

Quarrels are to be expected.

He is nearing the age of adulthood.

Yes, nearing.

He has yet to arrive,

despite what he believes.

I'm afraid he may have

done something foolish.

You would think

that someone known as the "All Father"

should possess the wisdom

to raise two boys.

They are not your average boys, Sire.

Algrim, am I a good father?

Do I shield them from too much?

Though my children never had the chance

to come of age,

I do believe that keeping sons too close

could very well be what drives them away.

Some lessons, my lord,

can only be learned with real consequences.

So, perhaps that is what

you can teach them now.

Your counsel is wise, Algrim.

And, as always, appreciated.

Loki, wake up.

What?

The ship lies still.

We're in Jtunheim.

Come back, and I'll kill you!

It's smaller than I imagined.

Say, love, do you know where

a gallant warrior like myself

might purchase the claw or fang

of a savage white bear?

Another round.

Going after Nixies now, are you Fandral?

Having established your standards,

let's maybe try your hand at a nice,

plump hobgoblin girl.

You jest, but in the later hours, who knows?

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