His story? Now there was a good question, a brilliant one even. Momentarily Loki actually seemed a bit puzzled by the question before smirking and spreading his arms while making a polite bow. "Thou doth wish to hear my story? Alas, thine request I cannot quite fulfill, but at least thy curiosity may be sated slightly." He straightened up and removed his crown, holding it with his left hand. "Thou art in the presence of the Prince of Asgard and of the Jotunn - thus sadly nay of quite the universe. Thou may thus rest thine eyes upon Loki Laufeyson! The God of Stories and Mischief." For a moment the fellow paused, shrugged his shoulders and added in a less dramatic manner "Or Lafeydottir when I feel like it - that's when you should add -ess to the prince and god parts. I'm flexible like that." He waved his right hand a bit. "So... In other words... Hi."