Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190110211428/@comment-27049835-20190113020138

Thrasir emerged from the shadows and approached the woman outside of Aperture. "Princess Eir, come along now. Your mother is worried for you."

"You mean that mother is worried for the future of her kingdom, not me." Eir sighed.

"Entirely honest view aside, Princess Eir, it is time to return home."

"Yes, I know. Escort me." Eir mentally cursed her mother. Her escape attempt failed, all because Hel just HAD to send Thrasir. If it was Lif, Eir could handle him. It would be a bit annoying, but she'd wear him down. But Thrasir was a different story entirely. Thrasir stepped forward and took Eir's hand before throwing yet another red hex at the ground beneath them, creating a hole that they sunk into.

Speaking of Hel, she was currently taking count of the souls in her realm. Lif approached. "Queen Hel. I have just been contacted by Thrasir. Her magic has been redirected to somewhere else, and even worse, Princess Eir was with her." Hel didn't even show signs of shock or worry.

"You know, Queen Hel," Surtr, a king of flame sent to her some time ago, piped up, "you don't seem that worried or surprised."

"I can only think of two candidates who could- and would safely- do so. A tyrant from the heavens named Yharim....and my mother."

"M-mother?" Lif stammered. Surtr's eyebrows peeked up. This was getting interesting.

"Yes, my mother. Loki." Surtr stood straight in shock. Loki was Hel's mother?! She certainly didn't show her true power when she has in his service, then! Surtr would have his revenge when they invaded the mortal realm. "Dearest mother has always been wanting more time with her granddaughter. I wouldn't put it past her to do this. Lif. Get me my scythe. I'm finding my little girl, and I'm doing so immediately." Lif left the room, coming back a few moments later with a large scythe, which he handed to Hel. Hel focused for a moment and then vanished in purple light.

Indeed, Hel had been right in her assumption. Loki finished the magical seal that would hold Thrasir in place and disable her magic with a carefree sigh. How easy it was to restrain the Omnicidal Witch! She was quite shocked. Loki turned to her granddaughter. "Now then, sweetie, what do you want to do? I'm open to ideas." Before Eir could get out what she wanted to say, Loki interrupted her. "Ooh, a good idea, dearie! Messing with mortals is always fun, especially when you can take any form you wish." Loki shifted through a few forms before deciding on that of Corrin. Ooh. "Come then, sweetie. Watch your grandmother mess with a homicidal maniac." The duo vanished completely, on their way to Peri to see just how she'd react to her "love's" revival.