Hall of Infinite Doors

"We?" the warrior laughs harshly, "WE are going to the place of Iron and Stone. WE are going to kill the Nefilim. YOU are going to go elsewhere."

"I am no mere boy. I have traveled very far to come here," you say, mysteriously.

"It does seem strange that we should come across ye, alive, in a place like this." Sigord scratches his beard thoughtfully, "Where do ye come from, Loste?"

"First of all, I'm not Loste." you say.

"Yes ye are. Ye look hopelessly lost." The warrior replies.

"I, er... never mind," you sigh. You've noticed this warrior isn't particularly bright. "I fell down from that gigantic tree over there." you point over to the enormous tree in the distance.

Sigord's eyes widen in astonishment. "You... you..." the warrior stutters. Suddenly he throws himself to his knees and bows down before you. "My lord!" he grovels at your feet.

"What are you doing?" you say, "Get up!"

"As you wish my lord," the warrior stands up. The other men walk up to Sigord.

"Why do ye bow to him?" One asks.

"He fell from Asgard! He is a god!" .

The warriors immediately throw themselves at your feet without hesitation.

"Get up!" You say angrily.

"We would be honoured if you would accompany us on our quest, my god." Sigord asks you happily.