The last thing Thor recalled was a blast , when the ship called Tesseract exploded around them ……. A strange green and blue light or radiation enveloped him ….. and for a moment , he thought he was sure to wake up in Valhalla if at all ……. But when he opens his eyes , he is in a strange primitive place . It takes him a moment to get his bearings …… but this looks like ….. Medieval Norway ?

There is a Lord on horseback at the head of a party of 130 or so men ….. the banner he doesn’t quite understand , but he knows it’s thematic elements …… there is the old runic triquetra and valknut , the standard showing a wolf 🐺presumably Fenrir encircled by a snake …. Jormungandr ?

The Lord leading the party has bright red hair , with many braids , a hooked nose and prominent brow that recesses sharply over that . A very long almost gaunt face hidden behind a slight chin beard over an angular chin .

Thor reaches for Mjölnir …. But it isn’t there …….. the man’s eyes are a strange golden color that pierces looking like a wild creature , like a wolf ….. or maybe a dark elf , but aside from his pointed features he looks human .

The stranger draws his grey horse , or rather some sort of Icelandic pony up sharply, and the horse prances at the abrupt tug on his reins but fidgets and stamps his hooves in place .

“Woah …….. “ the Jarl seeks to steady the horse and turns a critical eye to address Thor .

“Hail , thou remindest me of mine nephew but you cannot be …… “ he extends a hand to help Thor up . “Hast mine brother Odin somehow survived and sent for me ? Though art kindlier than Vidar ……….” The man seems nervous and a woman with blonde hair draws her weapon and tries to step between Thor and the Jarl .

“solveig ! Stay your sword !” The Jarl commands

Turning again to address a confused Thor : …. “Do ye yet remember Lopt , blood brother of Odin and exile of Asgard that was ? Are ye one of my nephew Thors mortal sons ?”