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

Who: Blue Fish crew and any visitors!
Broadcast: I guess if you wanna
Action: on the Blue Fish!
When: All month!

[ Sup Blue Fish? It's mingle time~ Don't get yourself sunburned. Or freezerburned. ]

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[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?

[Alistair frowns, his hand falling to the hilt of his sword in an action that seems to be second nature.]

Yes, from the body of my country's previous king... my brother.

[Ah yes, the complicated history Alistair had alluded to when they last spoke. Thor doesn't point out the automatic move. He'd be a hypocrite to do that, considering he still reaches for his hammer at times despite it being months gone at this point.]

It's fortunate you could recover it, despite the circumstances. I have nothing left of my father's.

[Except his penchant for missing an eye.]

[You were warned, Thor. You were warned.]

Yeah, I... we couldn't just leave it there.

[He's just grateful that they were able to lay Cailan's body to rest, if he's honest. No one deserved what the Darkspawn did to his body.]

I'm sorry that you don't have anything of your dad's, but you've got memories, right? And, who knows. From what I've learned, you can probably get something if the Atroma like you enough. I just wouldn't hold my breath.

I understand.

[Truly, he does. At Alistair's comment though he shakes his head, weary once again.]

I don't think it's possible, even for the Atroma. All of Asgard was destroyed... there is nothing left to be returned.

Oh.

[Yeah, Alistair's not sure what he would be like if Ferelden was just gone.]

Well, it still might be possible. But if you need actual weapons, I think Sokka has a forge somewhere. That's the rumor going around the network anyway.

[Thor's still working that out for himself. It's a heavy subject to deal with, so he moves on to the talk of weaponry instead.]

Yes, he does. I've visited it before and he did offer to make something. I might take him up on it soon.

He made Riona a sword. Fine quality. Not magicked or able to be runed, but it's fine work nonetheless. Better than anything we could have gotten on La'toli, that's for sure.

The stuff from La'toli was terrible. I still have a sword from there, but I really should throw it away. It's good for hitting people like a stick and nothing more.

Hey, don't knock sticks. They're useful sometimes.

Oh, sure. For hitting things.

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