[The illusion continues on and leaps graceful onto the roof of the welcome center, where it crouches, hands clasped loosely. His tone is sardonic.]
I do tend to take it a bit seriously when someone is trying very hard to do real harm to my delicate and beautiful skin.
Though admittedly for one of my kind, I'm not much of a warrior. If you wish a true battle with a god, you really ought to go talk to Thor. He'd be delighted to... exchange headbutts or whatever it is warriors do.
[While Garrosh and the illusion chat, the real Loki silently follows Garrosh's path back, pausing in a few places to take up the bit of blood that wasn't caught by the orc's cloak. It's not much, but it's enough. He also picks up any stray daggers, carefully cloaking the movements.
Loki returns to the bar and lets his invisibility drop. Inside the door, he draws a curling rune of command with the blood on each of the door posts. There's not enough blood to properly ward the place, but here's hoping the orc's not going to be meatheaded enough to, say, burst through a window.]
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I do tend to take it a bit seriously when someone is trying very hard to do real harm to my delicate and beautiful skin.
Though admittedly for one of my kind, I'm not much of a warrior. If you wish a true battle with a god, you really ought to go talk to Thor. He'd be delighted to... exchange headbutts or whatever it is warriors do.
[While Garrosh and the illusion chat, the real Loki silently follows Garrosh's path back, pausing in a few places to take up the bit of blood that wasn't caught by the orc's cloak. It's not much, but it's enough. He also picks up any stray daggers, carefully cloaking the movements.
Loki returns to the bar and lets his invisibility drop. Inside the door, he draws a curling rune of command with the blood on each of the door posts. There's not enough blood to properly ward the place, but here's hoping the orc's not going to be meatheaded enough to, say, burst through a window.]