The path led out of the woods and ended at a sidewalk. And a fairly busy city street. Immediately across the way was the Woodside Hotel, a large, modern high-rise building. Loki knew he would probably find excitement inside. He shifted his appearance, disguising himself as a nondescript 40-something man in a charcoal gray-colored suit.
He whistled as he strolled to the nearest intersection, waited for the "walk" signal, and crossed the street with the light, playing the part of a completely normal human to the hilt. Of course, he couldn't resist causing a little chaos in someone's life, but it was only one person, the driver of an SUV in the eastbound left lane, and that man would only find one small part of his body changed when he woke up tomorrow morning, not even his face or his limbs -- and anyway, Loki thought the man might take his new horse tail as a tradeoff for also being hung like a horse, literally.
Loki gave the doorman a little salute as the dark-green-costumed hotel employee opened the front door for him. The trickster walked into the elegantly appointed lobby and stopped at a stand that held a plasma-screen display, a sign below the monitor reading "Today's Events at The Woodside."
The hotel had a wide variety of meeting space, suitable for just about any event, and there seemed to be a lot going on. Loki watched the text scroll by on the monitor.
Loki made up his mind of who was going to have an interesting evening. He headed for...