This tree pleases me. It is smaller than Yggdrasil, but it is bedecked most gloriously. I shall allow it to remain as an auspicious omen for the New Year.
I do not grasp all the rules of this Midgardian “foot ball,” but it is clear that this Johnny mortal is a mighty fighter. I shall endeavor to recruit him to my army.
I have found a spear, though it is dull and has no magic properties. The smaller weapons are similarly puny and useless. Is there no weapon here fit for a god?
This furry Midgardian refuses to wake up long enough to kneel. More drastic measures may be called for. I’d try mind control but I’m not sure it has one.
There was a small crowd gathered around a nest-like object holding a mewling infant. In the confusion, I managed to drive off two woolly creatures. I shall feast well tonight.