Eris was where she usually was when not spreading her blessed discord amongst the mortals, tending to her tree. She gazed almost lovingly upon its golden apples, any one of them capable of unleashing unheard of chaos upon the world. Sadly there was far less tolerance of such acts upon mortals in this age. However the current issue involving the All-Father's great-grandchild to be had left a new leeway as Zeus' attentions were mostly elsewhere. She had been planning to test this new freedom when she sensed a familiar presence in her home.
"Greetings Loki Laufeyson. What doth bring to thee to my domicile?" She didn't turn from her tree, but she was well aware of him.
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