Snippet #2672204

Loki bowed before the mother, and then faded as a mist blown away. Wherever he was off to, and whether he would do as was asked, was, as the mist, in the wind.

Imnariel fluttered over to Nimsirril, landing about his hair and changing into a white furred squirrel, who chittered and chattered in a sing song, thought if she was even paying attention was quite doubtful.

Odin closed his one eye and thought silently to himself, before speaking "A phrase mortals use 'When one is cornered, even a bargain with the devil has it's gleam' I believe it is. Lucifer no doubt finds himself in a troubled place, although I do not know if he is quite so desperate as to accept help from us. Still, we should offer him our assistance in some way, and in return we can make of him a request, giving us a powerful tool to restrain and pull back the growing darkness in the world. After all, no one stands better against evil, than the one who is that evil."