*Tyr hops through the portal, followed by his angel-y buddy. He doesn't bother making himself non-visible to mortals, as he can sometimes do. So the people below stop and STARE as what appears to be a pair of angels descends upon them. Some shriek, some bow, some stand in shock while other run for it*
It's not too hard... basically you're just grabbing and ripping open the fabric of space and time. You can end up somewhere at random, or concentrate on where you want to go.
*He lands, stumbling a little as he's still feeling weak.*
All right, let's do this. :D
*Tyr closes his eyes, manifesting his spear in his hands. His wings extend.. and extend... and extend... da boy got one heck of a wingspan >_> Ignoring the cries and questions of the people, he begins to radiate the "feelings of war," all that anger and hate and violence and so on. Gradually people begin turning on each other in their panic. Then the ground begins to rumble as from over the hills, from the skies, from the sea... the army appears! Tyr's army of horrible monstrosities. And lo, the slaughter doth commence*
You wanna jump in there? ^^