Thor's Problem

Inner Turmoil

Thor understood the importance of his mission. He constantly had it on the forefront of his mind. ‘Do not fail young Thunderbeard. You are our final hope.’ The words echoed in the back of Thor’s mind. He understood why, even at such a young age, he was chosen to undertake a task with such a small chance of success.

His mind snapped back to the present as he rummaged around the house of the newly deceased Tock and Varliss, evil agents who guarded a hidden entryway to an underground lair. Appraising several items with an expert eye, Thor saw value that others might have missed. Commodities, trade goods, weapons, armor, and other items that were worth good coin to the right person stood out to Thor. Furrowing his brow as he looked upon items in the room, he hoped that the others wouldn’t discover his secret… his shame…


As Thor was rummaging through Tok and Varlis home, he found a note stuffed in one of he drawers that read:
“After receiving your pathetic plea for help, I sent them to help you take care of the snooping elf. Please refrain from allowing the miserable elf to prevent you from fulfilling your duties in Farthis. You two miserable people are just a small part in my masters plan…. Don’t forget to keep a low profile, but most importantly, allow my group to take care of the elf. If anyone else comes looking for the elf, you must act like you know absolutely nothing. Good riddance!”
Thor started feeling the excitement boil inside his strong frame. He did all he could do to not run down the stairs alone. He would keep looking for items to hopefully tell more of what happened here.

Thor's Problem

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