Oh...that. Urd and her sisters had done a repair in the third dimension long ago, closing a reality tear that had somehow occurred in the middle ages of the human world. After a job well done, she decided to hang around and drink with the locals. She eventually talked more than she should have, because she and her sisters became legend and Urd's favorite past time of drinking booze became an ironic religious rite.

"Ah, yes. That would be me," she said, not disguising the wry note in her voice. She posed slightly, one arm behind her head, hip jutted to one side. "I bet I look younger than you expected?"