Ah, fortunate one! You received permission from Odin and are welcome in the city of palaces and precious metals. Congratulations!

Hey, we don't blame you for relaxing in the warm glow of Freya's beauty and taking it easy. Enjoy a little peace and quiet before Ragnarok, we say!

We're jealous of your soft landing in the upscale world of Alfheim! There's nothing better than good lighting. Congratulations!

Good for you! If we could take our pick of worlds, we would definitely belong to the one that's most like Boston. Congratulations!

We sometimes fantasize about a vacation in Jotunheim, but you really belong! We're imaging how lush your winter wardrobe must be, although we hope you're not too intimidated by the Frost and Mountain Giants. (You're not a Frost or Mountain Giant, are you?)

Underground, edgy, a little goth. We sensed that about you.

Niflheim is not some kind of winter wonderland cold. This is serious frigidity. Although the Dark Mist does sound sort of romantic. Okay, we're going with the chilly fantasy for you. Congratulations!

Hot stuff! We're not surprised. We will leave you behind and make our way back to Midgard. Hopefully we can dodge the Fire Giants on our way out. Yikes. (You're not a Fire Giant, are you?)

Well, at least you lived a long life. Sorry about the starvation and misery, though. Try to sit tight until Ragnarok. But then, what else are you gonna do?