Loki stood with his head down. His long black hair braided with gold, more gold at his brow and a chain connecting from the peircing in his ear to the one in his nose. He was wrapped in green silk, more gold at his throat and wrists as well. He was barefoot, jingly gold bangles at his ankles too. He jingled with every step and movement.
His skin was ice blue, his eyes blood red with two ivy horns curling up over his head. Raised markings covered his body. He was a Jotun from Jotunheim. He was tiny for a Frost Giant, though tall conpared to humans, he was a runt back home.
Today he was meeting and marrying his betrothed. He didn’t know much about him, just that their marriage would be bonding their worlds together.
[[I picture him like how Marty-mc draws him here]]