“That sounds like the Norse. The people, anyway. Some of their gods are not quite as stabby.” She assumed the Norse had tried to invade this place and failed miserably. She would have to remember that the next time she felt like teasing one of the Asgardians.
“Names don’t really matter, I suppose,” Artemis said. “I’ll remember this place.” She looked at Coyote, trying to get a feel for the animal. He might be one of the deities of this land. He had the feel about him. The Huntress should ask before she killed anything here. Hera would probably get pissed if she did something that annoyed a god from a different pantheon.
“Well, I suppose etiquette demands that I should ask your permission to hunt on your lands. May I?” That was nice, right?