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liethatismylife ([personal profile] liethatismylife) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs 2014-01-26 06:41 pm (UTC)

Loki listened taking note of all said and the tone it was spoken in. There was much he had never heard of before. That was not much of a surprise. Actually it was far more surprising how much did sound familiar. "Interesting. And they all live upon your Middle Earth. We have much of the same as well, but they all have their own realms. Midgard is home of the mortals, the realms of men. Asgard home of the Aesir, a warrior culture," He left it at that, doing his best to keep bitterness out of his tale, "The Vanir live on Vanaheim known for their wisdom, Álfheimr home of the Ljósálfar or what you would call elves, Svartálfaheimr land of dwarves or Dvergar as they are called and once realm of the Svartálfar, dark elves before they were wiped from existence." He took a breath to steady himself, that pain so fresh. "Vile wretches they were."

He took stock of the realms he spoke up, taking the pause to calm himself. "Then there is Niflheimr a land of ice where naught much lives but giants and monsters, Muspelheim a land of fire demons called Eldjötnar, Hel the land of the Náir, wraiths, corpses and the dead and Jötunheimr land of the Jotun or Frost giants. Terrible monsters. As you can likely tell among the nine realms there are but a few worth traveling within."

He thought back to Legolas's own list. "I know of no realm in which trees would be considered denizens though they do exist in most of the realms. Eagles are most likely found on Midgard but they have not the intelligence to be considered as any more than beasts." He quirked a smile. "Though among some of the realms, the denizens could barely be considered more than that as well."

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