I am Sif of the Vanir, a warrior of Asgard, City of Song, fairest of the Nine Realms. I have come here much as you have, separated from my lord and lady by a power unknown to me, in all my ageless ages. [ Even the sword that connects her to Asgard, a gift from the All-Father himself, does not work as it once did. ]

But do not regret your manners, for never have I asked a mortal to kneel. The men and women that I favor meet their fate unbowed.