Oh. You're early. Must be my birthday.
I know all about you, now that you're part of my realm, but I suppose you don't know me. Call me Hel, and do get comfortable; you'll be here quite awhile.
Hel blinked slightly as she stepped out into the Midgardian sun—it had been a while since she’d payed a visit. She shook her head slightly, wondering where exactly she’d transported herself to. “You. Mortal.” She called to the first person she’d caught sight of. “Tell me—where am I?”