Embrace Your Dreams

Today, the Danger Shop was set up as an archery range, and Thor greeted his students by telling them, "The benefit of ranged weaponry is, of course, that you can use it from a distance. You are far safer from your attacker if you are not close enough for them to punch or stab you. In the modern era, the most common form of ranged weapon is the firearm, which is artless." So there, guns.

"We will begin with the traditional longbow," Thor decreed, and proceeded to demonstrate to his students how to string a bow, draw, aim, and fire. "Now you try. Remember, if you manage to shoot yourself in the foot, you will not be harmed, but points will be deducted."

"Okay," Don said with a heavy sigh. "I guess we should talk about Odin." He said 'Odin' like it meant 'that asshole' for some mysterious reason. "Again, not any particular Odin any of us may know or have an opinion on. Mythological Odin." Because the concept of Odin couldn't hurt anyone, or at least that was what Don was telling himself.

"Now, Odin is the ruler of the Aesir, and thus of Asgard, and is considered a god of war, poetry, and the dead, which are pretty disparate things to be a god of. Where I'm from, most gods get one thing, and that's...their thing. It's hard to explain. But Odin, he wears a lot of hats. He's known for going on quests for mystic wisdom: on one occasion, he traded one of his eyes for wisdom; on another, he sacrificed himself to himself by hanging for nine days on the world tree Yggdrasil. Because of this, he's also a god of mystics. Because of his willingness to work outside the norms, he's a god of outlaws. A lot of hats. Not a lot of concern for how he's perceived by others. Not a lot like the guy I knew.

"According to the sources I was able to access, Odin is known as the Allfather because most of the gods are descended from him in some way, which is...not why he was called that where I was from, but whatever. Odin. Discuss." Or don't. If no one wanted to talk about Odin Don was fine with that.