So... he did not know if he should laugh or cry, not that he would ever cry.
The situation was clear enough to see it would be a bad idea to stay. They had him restrained, as were the other, and he did not want to go anywhere in this state.
As they were moving to Helgen, they stopped to grab a suspicious man, by their standard anyway. This man was apparently named Bjorn the stubborn. He told them he was coming back from visiting his relatives but the soldier did not believe him and arrested him. His clothes were casual, well they were in Asgard, and he did not understand the abuse of authority here.
Seeing they were not paying him any attention, he smirked at the two stormcloack whose name he already forgot and teleported. He did not know where he would end but anything would be better than with those brute.
He spoke too fast. Some kind of troll was looking down on him when he opened his eyes. Not waiting to see if said giant would use his large mass, he set him in fire with a pillar of flame. The beat instantly died.
He could hear Thanos laughing in the back of his mind. The mad titan found the whole situation hilarious. While he still expressed his displeasure at his situation he found the experience amusing. Seeing the north god treated as a common criminal and almost squashed by a giant was humorous.
Looking around he saw nothing but small lake. He levitated himself to have a better view and finally found something. A small castle, in bad state, was near his position. It took him a few minutes to reach it while flying and he was surprised to receive an arrow to the shoulder while reaching it. It did not pierce his skin or even his clothes but he could not let the person or beast that did it be without punishing he, her or it.
Landing in front of the main tower, he saw five warrior standing ready to fight him. He was about to maim them when he saw the face of two children coming out from behind a wall. He could also hear women calling for them as low as they could.
The situation was more complicated than it seemed.
The men and women in front of him were tense. Seeing that they did not attack again he put his hand up and smiled hoping they would understand he did not want to fight. Without surprise they understood and one of them, a woman, approached him. She was the leader of this ragtag group apparently.
From the look of her gear and her face, she did not have a decent sleep in a while. Now that he could study them calmly, he could see they were all tired.
"Greeting sorcerer"
She did not bow nor did she kneel, she was glaring at him. Another Sif then.
"Greeting."
He did not want to ask question first.
"May I know the reason of your presence?"
Right to the point then.
"I'm currently searching for a place to settle as I am new to this part."
Not a lie nor the truth. They did not name him Silvertong for nothing. The woman looked conflicted and asked if she could discuss it with her comrade. Seeing no reason to refuse he nodded. HE used a small spell to listen tough.
"Aafrid, are you crazy? He could be sent by the talmor, or worse, the empire!"
"Calm yourself! He is human, I saw his face close enough. You saw him fly, no known mage could do so. Who know what else he could do. I say we let him stay."
He did not know her yet but he liked this one.
"Daghild is right, I say let him stay. We could use the help of a mage."
he liked this one too, he liked when people went his way.
"You're right but Berg isn't wrong, we don't know him. He could be an assassin for all we know."
So their leader was cautious. It would be a good things if it did not hinder him. Looking around he saw a pack of wolf approaching and though of something. Using a large pillar of fire he killed the whole pack. It would make a point.
The group saw this and looked briefly at him.
"Well, seeing this, I say he could have killed us easily if he wanted to."
The other nodded slowly and Aafrid came back to him.
"We have a room on top of the tower. We will give it to you in exchange for your help in protecting our people."
She looked anxious as she gave her condition. A place to stay against protection, easily done.
"Very well."
She was about to enter the tower to show him his new home but stopped when she saw he did not move. She only saw him move his hand the tower rumbled. It took a few minutes but the building was reappearing itself, as if the flow of time was reversed. Her people looked in awe at this. The children were looking at what was happening with curiosity while the men and women he did not see before were trying to keep them from running in the changing fortress.
When it finally ended, they could barely recognize their hideout. It looked like the place had been built recently. He walked past the stunned woman and sent her a smirk. It was good to show off from time to time.
She did not show him where his room was but he found it easily. It was a bit simple, it reminded him of his small cabin on midgard. It was welcoming but he changed the room to be like his bedroom in Asgard. The material wasn't here so he had to create it. It would usually took a lot out of him but now that he paid it attention, He could feel the raw power everywhere around him, as if this whole realm was made for magic.
He went to his empty study and sat , looking by the window. The people he met were moving in the fortress, leaving their camp for a more secure and comfortable. He looked past them and saw the remain of the wolf he killed. He would go study the beast later, he had to engrave protection rune on the walls now if he wanted to be done before night came.
He was about to leave when he saw something move where the wolf were. It was small, teleporting near the remain he spotted a small ball of fur. He approached it and the pup was growling at him cutely. Norn it reminded him of Fenrir when he came to life.
He knelt gently and approached his hand near enough so the beast could smell him. This one was too young to have his instinct of hunter and approached him slowly. He smelled his hand and yapped as he licked it. Grabbing the small wolf to his chest he smiled and went back to his room. It would be good to have a trusted companion with him.