The mighty barbarian looks up at the powerful Ainur...
"Hokay! Mo'goth, biggest Ainus ever made by one guy... Thorr understand now."
The naked Virgin on Thorr's shoulder had been all but forgotten in his attempt at comprehending the words of the all-powerful sorcerer, but she soon reminded him she was ready to be rescued.
She had said something though, that confused Thorr... (believe it or not...) "Hey, yeah! Mo'goth, what oargee? Thorr not like boats... get sick."
The Virgin seemed to be getting rather impatient, and started squirming... banishing all thoughts from Thorr's head (believe it or not...) but the business at hand, or another, more appropriate, appendage.
Completely forgetting about the other watchers, his mind focussed solely on his quest, his mission, his duty to protect this innocent young lady from those who would take advantage of her purity... (What A Guy!) Thorr proceeded to show all and sundry what barbarians, like Scotsmen, wear under their kilts... nothing but what the gods had blessed them with. And, those gods did not skimp on the blessings with this favorite barbarian son...
The Virgin was laid upon the nearest handy surface, the mysterious altar, and...
(Snarling)Damn you! I take virginity! And an orgy is more than 2 people! Get ye aside or I'll do one of two things: Call my forces on you, or personally take you on! You can go after me, though!(Pulling out an impossibly big mace just in case{Hey, I made a rhyme!})
The mighty barbarian stopped just before the rescue was implemented... someone had said something a bit distracting... A threat?
"Thorr busy now, funny giant Ainus guy... kill you later. Must rescue Virgin first. Hey, Virgin? You want Thorr rescue you... 's Hokay by me, if you want big Ainus instead..."
Thorr's weapon was throbbing wildly, calling to him, begging for action.
His sword, Giant-Cleaver, was also ready for battle, pulsing with an eerie blue-light, sensing the presence of a very large foe.
Do you really think you can take on the God of Death, Evil, Terror, Hate, Darkness, Virginity-taking, Destruction, Sex, Lust, Strife, War, Desire, and Strength? This mace right here kills with one hit!(Pulling out his other mace, the Unvirginator, which is, impossible as it seems, bigger than Thorr's!{Probably because of a spell})(Moving Thorr aside with a little trouble)Wow Thorr! The only one who takes more effort to move is Tulkas, Mini-god of Strength.
Do not give me your cheek, young second-born, or I'll send you to my personal Death Chambers!(Turning back to Celestiale) Let's get it on!(Plunging in so hard it makes a wierd"schwooop" noise)
"s'Hokay. Virgin saved anyway. Thorr not want mess up floor by dying all over it. Great big super-Ainus too big Ainus, even for Thorr. Thorr smart like bull, no fight god of..." (scratches beard) "all that bad stuff. Where ale? Oh! Thorr forgot! Thorr have message from Thorr's god, for big holy-Ainus guy. Thorr's god say tell him that Varda send her greetings, and she come visit soon, with kinfolk. Hey, god of icky stuff, who Varda?"
"Thorr confused. Virgin rescued or not?" Thorr walks over to where the pretty young woman was laying, propped up on her elbows, looking fairly ready for rescue. "Thorr not know what chase-titty belt is. You hokay, pretty lady?"