What’s the matter? Never seen a Norse god in a Hawaiian shirt before? Ha! Bet you’ve never seen one surf either. My kind do tend toward more of the wintery sports, don’t they? I know, I was married to a goddess who had a thing for skiing.
But I think my way is better, don’t you? Sun, sand, surf… and margaritas. Dude, trust me, it’s a lot more fun than flailing your way down a hill with planks strapped to your feet trying to avoid hitting a pine tree. (But, uh, could we keep that between you and me? I sort of would prefer the ex-wife didn’t know I said things like that, y’know?)
Just do me a couple of favors. Don’t be throwing stuff into my ocean or on my beach… and they are all mine, make no mistake. And don’t make googly eyes at my daughter and make her break your nose… because she totally can. You stick with that, and we’ll do just fine.
(I am neither Njord nor Matthew McConaughey. This is a role playing journal for deities_dot_com and I am, in fact, just keleos.)
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