driftfleet | options this month: too hot, too cold, just right, and... metal box in space.

That is definitely my intention. I'm going to buy a new sword while we're here.

[The one he looted from a cannibal is... fine... but lacks quality.]

Not all at once, surely.

A good sword is definitely indispensable. I was lucky to receive my father's sword as a gift from our captors.

[It's definitely a strange gift to give a prisoner, but then again, they're given a lot of freedom on these strange ships.]

Yes, why not?

That's fortunate. These Atroma never gave my hammer back, and now it's destroyed I won't get that opportunity again. [A sigh.] At least they gave me whisky.

Ten years' worth is a lot to do at once, why not space it out a bit?

I'm not sure why they saw fit to give me my sword. But I'm not going to look a gift overlord in the mouth either. But at least you got good alcohol? Sometimes that's hard to find.

[Except in space, for some reason. But he'd kill for a pint of good Dwarven stout every once in a while.]

Well, I know it's a lot, but is there really something wrong with wanting to give your wife a lot of gifts because you can?

It is nearly impossible to find the like of it here. Asgardian drink is of a stronger make than other kinds.

[It comes of having hundreds of years to waste letting it ferment. They live long, they can wait.]

No, of course not. I am sure she will like it regardless. Do you have ideas for what to get?

Hm, on the one hand, I would like to try it, but on the other I'm rather happy that there's nothing like that here regularly.

[And that Oghren isn't here with a lot of heavy alcohol running around. The last thing they need is a dwarf trying to light his farts on fire with the mages. In space.]

I have a lot of ideas, but mainly I want to get her things that she won't think to buy herself.

[Like sexy lingerie and stupid romance novels.]

If I ever get another bottle, you can ask me. Just know that you have been warned of its strength.

[It is really easy to convince Thor to let someone try it. Mostly because he finds it so damn funny when they do.]

I admit I am not familiar enough with Riona to know what that would be. Would that be the reason for the planet visit?

All right... but only if you don't tell Riona a thing.

[There is nothing worse than pissing off your wife because you're too drunk to function. Thor, you've just taken on friendship with an overgrown puppy. Enjoy it.]

If I know her, she'll buy books and weapons aplenty any chance she gets, but she only has very practical clothes in her closet. And things for the dog.

But buying things for her is only one reason I want to go. They might have books about healing or the technology running around here that could be useful.

[Puppies are drawn together, okay. Great minds think alike.]

I admit I have not looked at any books myself, but I am certain you're right. You're bound to find something that has that kind of information in it. This world seems decently developed.

[Maybe there's a reason the Atroma didn't see any reason to keep Alistair from the Blue Fish. Two puppies > one?]

Even if they're not particularly useful, it would still be nice to have something new to read. I'm not as keen on movies as Riona seems to be, but a good book is always welcome.

[Thank you, Chantry-given education. You have served him well in so many regards.]

[Books are not really Thor's thing, but he won't knock other people's hobbies.]

I have no doubt you will find new ones on this system. It will just be a matter of choosing them.

[Well, you can't just fight all the time. And Alistair actually appreciates his free education. It means that he's not ignorant at least.]

Well, extra money is needed, so I have to take some jobs down on the planets. What about you? Are you looking to wrestle more bears?

[Yes, yes he heard all about that from Riona.]

[He laughs at that. He's not surprised the story has spread, given how much bear meat they shoved into the freezers.]

No, not this time. Though if a bear challenges me like that again it will get the same treatment. I've been doing transport runs between the planets.

[It make Sokka very happy and Riona was more than willing to tell Alistair all about that little trip. It made his own jobs pale in comparison.]

Just make sure that the next time the fauna of a planet challenges you to a duel you either record it or I'm nearby. I would like to see these feats of strength that had my wife so enraptured.

It was a spur of the moment thing. It wouldn't have gone that far if my sword hadn't gotten stuck in its leg while it was running off.

Do I want to know why your sword got stuck in the bear's leg? That seems sort of deliberate.

Well, I threw it at the beast, and it shrugged off the hit easier than I anticipated.

[He shrugs; it was one of the weirder animal fights he's had, but definitely not in the top ten.]

The bear was unhappy about it all.

Wait. Why would you throw your sword at anything?

No sane man goes around with no weapon, even if he can't suplex his enemy like a rag doll.

Force of habit from throwing my hammer, I suppose. I could always call that back to me.

That sounds sort of magicky. You're saying you had a magic hammer? That you threw and came back to you like a dog playing fetch?

It was enchanted, yes. It would come back no matter how far it was thrown.

[He heaves a sigh. He misses that hammer.]

But it was destroyed not long ago.

Magical weapons are rare on Thedas. Mostly just staves for the mages and even then they're tools, not actually truly enchanted, unless you count runes.

I'm sorry to hear that it's gone though. A good weapon is worth a lot.

Mjolnir was unique, even among Asgardian weaponry. It was forged from the heart of a dying star, and could not be lifted by any but those it deemed worthy. There was nothing else like it.

[It had been a point of pride that he was able to wield it. Now, after Hela, he wasn't so sure.]

Thank you. [A shrug] In the end, there are greater things to worry about than the loss of my hammer.

Dying star, huh?

[WTF DUDE? What the fuck.]

And just because you have to keep going to save the world doesn't mean you can't mourn the loss of a perfectly good weapon. I mean, I had to go back to a big battlefield and kill a bunch of Darkspawn to get the my father's sword back, but it was worth the detour on our journey to save our country.

It's all about priorities.

That sounds like quite the journey. Had it been stolen?

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