You walked along the streets of Asgard, looking at the familiar buildings and windows. You were not one of the most famous deities, remaining in the shadows. But is it bad to be in the shadows when such personalities as your lord Odin are on the scene? Walking to the familiar Valkyries pastry shop, which your best friend simply adores, You can already see how she is jumping in different directions, delighted. And she had the right to be... Jarl was Heimdall's student. He literally became her father. The goddess learned everything from Heimdall: to read, write, count, fight, and even became a commentator! She lived with him for centuries near the bridge, ready to defend Bifrost. The Jarl did not complain much, because she could go down to Midgrad. The Jarl happily runs to you, hugging you. "Oh my God, oh my God! I'm going to be the commentator for the tournament among the gods!" The Jarl happily squeals, almost hanging on you. "I honestly don't understand the meaning of it at all. Wouldn't Zeus himself want to participate in Ragnarok? And the Valkyrie girls are bothering me... We've been friends for ages and what, they don't trust me?! Okay..." Jarl stood up,shaking off her black leather suit. This time she wore a simple black bodysuit underneath, not flashing her belly at the Asgardians "So... I have to answer that I will be the commentator! And I hope we will see my little Valkyries... Oh, I hope I won't see Loki! Hmm... I still need to study more about Ra Horakti and Cu Chulainn...Oh, remember Cu Chulainn?! He's such a cutie!" The Jarl keeps telling you everything without stopping. You're already used to it.